it makes me feel free, even though it chains me to the ground.
it helps me see the colors of the world although it makes my world look all gray.
she takes my breath away and kills my lungs
i knew her when i was 14 i remember when my lips touched hers.
he makes me feel so good and light, and gives me great lifts to the sky,
up, up and away he says to me as i roll him up into a great blanket and place a fire on him.
i love when she touches my skin, she cries a beautiful red as i glide her around my thighs, she reminds me that without her i am nothing.
i am an addict and it eats me alive.
