New Drug

His skin is my addiction
His touch is the best drug

Throughout my life, so much bad, so much wrong
Always he was there
Always it was his embrace that made the world better

I traded addictions
I traded in drugs
I traded in alcohol
I traded in those things that were not so slowly killing me
For all these things the trade in value was him
I think I got the better part of this bargain

I have spent my life since our first meeting
Fixing myself
Making myself worthy of him

Other have come and gone
Some existing only to attempt to fulfill my craving for him
Some to help me become this better person
The person I still strive to be

He is not the image of perfection
He is not innocence personified