I’m addicted to you;
Trounced by an enigma.
I’m consumed by my weakness,
Overcome by rampant desires,
Propelled by perplexing contradictions.
You’re my muse;
Magnetized despite impossibilities.
I’m tempted by your furtiveness,
Drawn by your exquisite humanity,
Charmed by perfect imperfections.
I’m provoked to creativity;
Satiated in my deepest cravings.
I’m gripped by your intensity,
Thrown into our penetrating union,
Seized by the intrigue of the infinite.
Fine beads of sweat summon;
Salty, mineral, natural.
Taken on my tongue with fervor,
They provide only temporary satiety
Like a paradisiacal mirage.
I long to sip from your corporeal drink;
The liqueur of your body’s desire,
The deep pools of your musk.
I dream of a beautiful paradox:
Yet unquenchable thirst.