Just Another Addict
Black against the window panes,
Gold from the street lamp illuminating
his sleeping face,
I snuggle closer to him,
He turns toward the wall and whispers her name,
I stare at the ceiling and let his unconcious
transgression sting my insides,
I run my figures along the
rough ridges of his spinal cord,
I bury my head between his shoulder blades and breathe
in his scent-
Sweat mixed with Ivory soap.
Static pins and needles run up and down my body,
Goose bumps burst along my skin's surface,
My heart and breathe quickens,
I bite his neck and he stirs,
He turns over, reaching towards me,
Our mouths meet,
I wrap my legs around his body,
Arch my back as he sinks into me,
Just another addict ready for her fix.
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