You Are a Drug

i could get
high
on the taste
of your
lips
on the feel
of your
sighs into
my mouth
on the touch
of your
skin
against mine.

i could get
high
on the curve
of your
mouth
when you smile
on the sound
of your
laugh
clear as
that clichéd
bell
on the brush
of your
lips
against my ear
when you
whisper
your secrets.

i could get
high
on you.