A soothing drug of the right soul dust

my own personalized brand of heroin

someone once said,

and I found it so true

I feel it right to my bones

whenever we are in the same room

I inhale her deeply

right to my bloodstream

her scent so good

warm

fiery

addicting

and coating my soul

as I taste it

right of the inside of her wrist

the sweetest spot that could ever be

it seems to always hold her essence the most

often even more than her lips,

though those as well

I could never really resist

she calls to me

she whispers under my skin

she is the cosmic dust

my sweetest addiction

without the downfall,

without the crash

my own personalized brand of heroin

someone once said,

you are the drug, the dealer and redemption in one

not a downfall but a match to my soul, a spark that ignites

this human in me

a home carved into passion

and love

into the sweetest surrender