The Addiction

Many say it is an addiction

And I believe it is true

It flows over your skin

Like the moist morning dew.

Creeping into each pore

Seeking mainlines and more

Infusing with the memory 

Of those who came before.

It pulls us to futures

To pasts

And the heavens above

We drift on the rhythms

And feel the pure love.

We sway and we move

Like never before

Simple and easy 

Floating and wanting more

A desire, a passion

A need, a drug.

An escape, a vacation,

A meditation like hug.

Oh, drum beats surround me

Take me with you as you fly

Across the lands and ocean

Where grace and wonder lie.

No food do I need,

no drink,

no care.

An addiction I have

I do and I dare!