Addicted

people want to know what it's like
and I tell them it's like
being addicted

and i feel it
through me,

a touch that scars

my candy-coated
dream
with an ageless expression,
you paint pictures
on my skin
with undulated precision
ebbing and flowing
around me
within me.

and you melt between
my trembling hands

I savour.
I adore.
I worship,
and I am.

You.