hes my.....(random thought short write)

Hes my.......wind on a hot sunny day, the way our legs lay tied up in bed like my minds thoughts, i cant help but get high off the way he stares at me no drug could touch the purity of the addiction i have on his body heat, he makes me feel like the windchill is nothing but chilly weather, whenever we are together i can t help but want to please him....