Addicted

I am an addict

Not to alcohol

Or drugs

No liquid, gas, or solid

Nor any other substance of that sort

I found a high like no other

I feel the rush of euphoria in the bare brush of your skin on mine

The words you breathe into my ear

The stories you tell

You catch my tears

Capture my laughter

Echo my anger

And when I’m with you

Nothing else exists

Cradling each other

We give quiet company

Comforted simply

In printed words.

~ Quill

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