A Hit

You got what you want from me,
A hit,
Just enough to satiate
Your need,
But it’s not me
Or her,
Or her,
Ever,
It’s the chase,
The thrill
Of getting it,
Adoration;
You crave,
When each one caves
And in our caves, you sneak,
So willingly allowed
For love is our aim,
But surprise!
It’s all
Just
An illusion.