Euphoria.


Something’s come over me, it’s like a new kind of rush,

It’s the something you feel when you’re about ready to blush,

When you can’t express your thoughts in any other way,

Besides the movements of that late night play,

Tossing and throwing your bodies all around,

Going slowly from the bed to the chair to the ground,

Up and down, then left to right,

Holding you down, me squeezing so tight,

Closely caressing me, as tight as you can,

Letting me pause and escape to that land,

The land where there’s nothing but incredible feelings alike,

The one that keeps me up, just thinking, all night,

Thinking about the euphoric experience,

That comes across as unimaginable brilliance,

Something that never happens by chance,

It’s something that happens when you give love a glance.

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