Addict

My body shakes with an intensified ache, my palms are sweating, my eyes are glazed over in anticipation. Sweet, sweet anticipation. I live for this moment, the high, the excitement, the smell, the taste, the blissful state of complete oblivion. When I'm lost in liquid heat, my toes curled in delight, my lips parted in a half smile, half sigh, my eyes closed to welcome the explosion of shooting stars. Because you see, through this I am whole. Nothing matters, everything is a wonderful blur of sensation upon sensation. Oh to live in this state forever... Forever addicted to this and that and you and you and you...