There is the kind of intoxication that shuts the soul down, and the kind that wakes it up. With my ex, I was in a soul-coffin, as shut down as a person can be and still breathe. With you, the intoxication brings every fibre of my soul to a state of aliveness I never knew was possible.
You intoxicate with the slightest touch or glance because in those moments you let the deepness of your soul become all of you.
Intoxication comes and goes, my love, I can feel it through fantasy and lust if that is the shallow thing sought. Yet the intoxication I seek is that that comes with real love, the kind that lasts, that is steady and sweet.
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