Addiction
I find it hard to stray away from you..
Your scent sends me spiralling in waves of emotions ..
I love inhaling u within me-
But hate having to exhale u...
U r the oxygen in my blood..
The reason y I ... Live..
I find it hard to un-paint the portrait of u in my head..
My paint brushes yearn to paint more of u..
But I jus can't let go of the poetic beauty you have already shown me..
I find it hard to linger away from your soulful eyes..
The story they tell just keeps me wanting more ..
Your zest for life draws me closer and closer..
Babe you r my addiction..
No not like caffeine or alcohol..
Its the kind of addiction that makes u want to jump off a moving train and fall into the realm of a different dimension
A dimension where even thou we'd never met- I'd still feel the urge- the hunger to find u...
The kind of addiction that make u want to locate mother nature- find the herbs that'll make the addiction never fade..
Even so its the kind of addiction that lasts an eternity even in the after life.. Even in the midst or reincarnation where I'll come back as a cat- u a mouse - where I'd spend all my 9 lives trying to kill u- not because I hate u or we're mortal enemies--- but because even then- you would still be my addiction...
Copyright © Susan Benjamin | Year Posted 2013
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