Intoxicated

She was intoxicated by the feel of my arms around her,

My lips on her neck,

By my scent.

I was intoxicated by the feel of her finger gliding on my chest,

Her lips on my cheeks

By her presence.

That’s the day I realized,

She’s the strongest drug that exists for me.

She can get me high when I’m low with just a smile on her alluring face.

And then even from far away,

You could see it.

We were drunk.

But not on alcohol.

We were drunk on each other.

The way we laughed.

The way we kept sneaking glances,

Even though we both know the other one was looking too.

The way we curled into each other with nervousness hidden behind a subtle excitement.

Even from far away you could see it.

They found each other utterly intoxicating.

I was drunk by the scent of her skin, the rhythm of her heartbeat.

And suddenly all the love songs were about her.

And I found my favorite place inside her hug.