how often am I high off of you?
You are my ecstasy.
My angelic bottle of ecstasy.
The bottle I dash to and down.
I inhale it to the last glimmer of beauty.
My head starts to spin;
My heart starts to dance.
I am warm, my cheeks pink.
Look how lovely you are,
Covered in glitter and my lipstick.
You are singing to me.
Your fingers and lips are writing me a play.
Our eyes are glowing.
Our skin, swimming.
We are drowning in our euphoria.