Camera is flashing
I want more
The adranaline rush
Is taken me over
I'm going beserk
People are staring at me
I'm at the point of no return
Some kind of beverage
To call me down
In all the right places
Risking all I'm worth
To get a taste
It wasn't part of the plan
But the sensation
Has me on my knees
Begging, begging for more
Shane Clawson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/more-24/
