Addicted

An afterglow

with no before.

Shoot up a hit

with no needle.

You intoxicate me.

What we have is better

than anything I dreamed.

On you do I rely.

Others call it true love,

I call it destiny.

I am tipsy,

giddy, happy,

enthralled by you,

your only dear.

Our late night dialogues,

secrets whispered to you,

to hold and be held.

Closer than other cause

are we despite distance.

I am yours and you are mine,

and I love you,

and only you.

When you come home.

I am waiting.

~August 18, 2015~