I got drunk on you tonight. 

Too scared to shoot it up and do it right, 

I just drank you in, swallowed you whole, 

watched clear vision slip while I slipped out of control. 

And you wasted me with unwasted charm,

 rushed into the system and made the blood warm;

 my head started to spin while you crept in 

to the deepest dark of my darkest heart. 

I then threw you up with hours to spend; 

didn't know where I ended and where you began.

 You'd think I'd learn a lesson, and set myself free, 

but you taste so good, boy, that I crave you in me.

~j