Another Hit

He's my escape, my release, my high

I breathe him in deeply, filling my lungs with a foreign air

The contact, the inhale, the kiss of passage

I become consumed by him as he takes over

Travelling through my veins, entering my bloodstream

Passing through my veins, entering my mind

My pulse races,

breath quickens,

hands tremor

I exhale, allowing homeostasis to return

Only it doesn't

The damage is done and he remains

Remains in my thoughts, emotions, decisions & body

His effects linger for hours, long after we've parted

I savor them, dazed & euphoric

Submitting to a psychedelic experience of visions & dreams

A flame igniting within me

That's when I realize...

I need more of him

I need another hit

*This work is a free verse written for and inspired by a college friend