Addict

Jus a lil sumpin'

You can have it if you are high on anything

The softest voice attached to the softest fingers

Supplicant, you might ask for more

But its not your decision babe

When you are high on the wind

There is a piece of you that does fly

Not your soul, its tethered to infinity

And you cannot fathom the calculation

When you are high on drink

Those breasts will eat a man's lunch

Then his mind for desert, coffee after

The headache, a token, affection for the search

When you are high on love

It is better to love the earth or ocean, not the man

Grounded in natural beauty, you will choke first, tears

But the heights, oh the heights, you may reach 

Kissing the sky means just that

Author's Note

No notes at this time...but stay tuned for a lot of notes.

Reviews

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Great piece... I often find myself being addicted to destructive women. Luckily, my wife is was both destructive and addicted to me when we met. I also see the semblance of our writing styles that you spoke of, this piece was an eerie example.

[Crowley]

Thanks for coming by. Destructive women are always the funnest at first...lol. But holy moly do you ever pay the price for riding the ride.

[Crowley]

Something like my poem El Sol or Passau would really show you some of the similarities. It’s in the phrasing and the way you look at the works.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

I will definitely give them a read!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I am such an addict...i dont know why I crave poetry:) now give me a Cee note!

[Crowley]

Note 1: please pick up stuff for margaritas after work. Oh and thank you so much for the review!!!!!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I use to be a bartender! Tequila and I are not friends! :)