Lay off the Dopamine

It’s so easy to get addicted to the high. The chase. The meeting. The flirting. The kissing. The animal desire. The thinking….

Is this my next great orgasm?
Is this my next fling?
Could this be my next lover?

The dance we do – together – fills me with clamoring uncertainty, beautiful anxiety, swirling excitement, deep passion.

The more I have,
the more I want.
I am never satiated.

Craving it.

Dopamine.

I mean, dick.

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