Euphoric Rush

A poem about the best kind of rush. Read it.

I crave your abuse
The numbing embrace
Of my trembling soul
Shooting through my veins:
The euphoric rush.
The deadly unknown

Your smell fades to nothing
As I curse my pained lungs
For ever breathing you in
For letting your light bleed through my eyes
For letting your touch pierce into mine
The day my heart was born
Into the deadly unknown

The sickening darkness
Biting my veins
As we bathe in the moonlight
As I fall for you under the blanket of stars
And the absinthe drinks to my desire
Burning away my innocence
As you rest your head to the sky
And you become
My greatest fear:
The deadly unknown.