Incapacitated Euphoria

I’m a fiend for this rush 

A fiend for this high

Inside myself 

Inside of you 

Inside my mind 

Killing my senses

Overtaken by febrile sensations 

Undertaken by calming gestures
Cutting open temptation
Slicing apart former insecurities
Killing internal organs with your honesty 

F*****g self worth over

Rationalizing tidbits of innocence

Screaming for release
Begging for control
Sinking into the norm
The adrenaline that pushes me 

The cramps that entice me 

F*****g my insides up

Feeding off this smoke 

This is no f*****g joke

Releasing tension 

Crippled skin
Cheating cleansed eyes 

Stained white linen 

Insecurities die

Because I’m a fiend 

A fiend for that rush 

A fiend for that high 

A fiend that’ll lick 

Your wet lips dry 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Temptation and need. Make us want kiss and embrace. I liked how you used the language. You made the reader feel and understand the words. Thank you Nadia for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote