BLISS

Explosions of juicy sweet tasting secretions as you body erupt violently with maddening convulsions. I can feel it flow into my mouth down my throat and into my stomach. My eyes turn blood shot red, my equilibrium is disconnected, my speech is slurred, I begin to stumble, I am drunk off of sweet elixir and ultimately bewildered. Defiantly I shout out I don't want to go to rehab, Please don't make me go to rehab. You hold me tight and I am reassured that I will live in the euphoric moment of never ending Bliss laying in a pool of wetness inside you.