The Chase

Grasp it,
Let it go.
An idea,
A foe.

What could possibly go wrong when you taste it?
What could possibly go wrong from an adventure taken once... twice... maybe three times?

Have you tasted the forbidden fruit?
Engulfed yourself,
Indulged in the sweet nectar of temptation?

If you have, then you know.
The thrill,
The high,
The crash,
The crave,
The chase.

But when you taste the tiniest bit once again,
You run,
Grasp,
Grip that feeling...

All to experience the high again.
All to simply taste her lips.
Feel her hips.
Get high on bliss.