Sex with you

i imagine it is an intoxicating drink

a sip of home brewed beer

and fuzzy warmth at the bottom of my stomach

a tasting a pour over dark roast

tickling the back of my tongue and

stimulating all parts of me

and entirely intoxicating feeling

spinning my mind

explodeing the ends of my nerves

action potentials burning like flames

it’s control over my body

my mind and heart

turning logic into a thing of the past.

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