stages of euphoria.

her very own ectasy.

i search for a reason-any reason, not to kiss her.
when his lips touch mine, fire ignites.
she was falling too hard, too fast for me.
i begged for him to kiss me again, just once.
why was this so important to her?
i just needed to experience him.
why was I so important to her?
and boyyyy when he finally did the action that caused my back to arch...
it was just sex.
it's like jhene aiko starts blaring in the room,
It Was Just Sex.
drowning out my whimpers of bliss
IT WAS JUST SEX.
as her heavenly voice sounds as good as he felt.
but i couldn't stop it,
he's my very own drug
so i just let her fall.
i'm an addict to his ecstasy.
and i'll worry about the consequences later.