by Lizardin Bain

Drug

Your presence hits me like a doze of crank,

I consume your visage and my mind goes blank.

Hyper aware of reality that is zeroed on you;

My pulse erratically jumps, cheeks get a pinkish hue,

Breathing comes in rapid gasps, hands are cold,

Knees turn to jelly, as I yearn for your hold.

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