Drunk From Pleasure

Something I wrote while remembering things...

I'm under the influence
Drunk from pleasure

He makes my head spin
It's so hard to think

His voice floods my ears
His face fogs my head

A sweet memory of warm arms
Locking my body in his strong vice

I want to keep this bond
Stand here for eternity

And I wake up from my daydream
Ready for the next to come

Reviews

[fireblossom]

This simple, sweet ode to love was pleasant to read. I loved sharing your mood for a moment.

Well written.

[Ryan]

I love it (!), as I do all of your work =)

[Jacqueline]

Ah...this brings up some memories; half unrequited pangs of longing. It's scary to feel so powerless yet at the same time the ride is exciting. Liked the read!