Love is, indeed,
a psychoactive drug..
its mechanism
of action
is most potent.
If you allow yourself
to really feel it..
then your
neurochemistry
is literally altered.

The way
that your beloved
looks to you
becomes unreal..
their presence
turns into
the most intense
and visceral
euphoric bliss..
that no illicit
substances
could ever hope
to make you feel.

You further
sensitize to it
with each
and every hit.
Just when you think
you’ve surely peaked..
it hits you
harder still.

Though as its
seasoned user,
I am well aware
that we’ll eventually
plateau..
sweet baby, we ain’t
nowhere close
quite yet..
so let’s continue
burning it..
so nice and easy,
as we have been..
oh.. so.. slow.