MY BESTFRIEND FRED

(poems go heLate at night i wake up yearning for his touch. i have a hunger for the way he gives my skin goose bumps. he is always there for me when i need him.he acts me to another level of escape every time we are together. he is my lover and my bestfriend all wrapped in one.i met him at a live ass house party my junior year in high school i found him in the bathroom laying next to the skin he looked cold. he softly whispered"try me and i grantee you will love me"and indeed i do. he is the only one that understands me . i love the why he makes my knees feel like jelly just by the sight of him . every time his name is spoken my nose does a little dance . my mouths begins to water . a smile slowly dances across my lips then i have the urge to devour him whole but i have to restrain my self . to me i called him fred but to everyone else he is known as crack-cocaine...