I’m the arcade prize when you’ve slipped your last coin in to play.

I’m the thirsty feeling in your body fading away when you guzzle down something wet, warm, and perfect.

I’m that gasp of certainty as you feel your mind tip over, knowing you’re about to cum your load over some pretty smiling face.

You know me, but you don’t.  You want me, but you’ve had me.  You crave me with a need you can’t name, but you feel it as basic as the need for your next breath. 

Life without me is just aspirating-ly dull-tastic, and you haven’t even realized it yet.

But don’t worry, one day, you will.