Puckered Up Espinela

You are known to raise blood pressure, all my taste buds have puckered up; A teaspoon’s like you’ve drank a cup, I’m left buzzed on briny treasure; Holding a sick sense of pleasure just leaves me prone to overdose; My off switch leaves me so morose, I’m frozen by where hope is hung; Heightened flavor sits on my tongue, that taste as sweet as salt so close.