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By dragonflydancer Date: 2006 May 19 Comment on this Work [[2006.05.19.14.22.10951]] |
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I'm addicted by the way he makes me feel Can a single touch, touch you to the very core A word spoken, soft, with truth has more... More power to sway me, to make my heart swell His eyes are hypnotic, sucking me in His mouth is possessive; drinking from my lips He explores every small detail of my mouth That first kiss was as if it is my first gulp of water after suffering the desert. Is he the fantasy? The dream prince to steal your heart... Or the wonder drug that makes you feel fantastic... Only to leave you hollow and empty inside My addiction leads me to fear the worst Or it just the idea of him... am I making him an idol to worship? No one deserves that pedestal... It's too hard to maintain balance there And oh the pain if it's all one-sided... This is what I hate that I do... Obsess, analyze, dissect... How can a person try to be so scientific... On something as fluid as emotions To hell with it... if he's a drug I want to take him every night Let me be addicted to him Everyone needs a vice now and again |