Crave
One toxic little kiss
From deceptive sweet little lips
Coated in smoke and morning dew,
Plays havoc with
My mind, my soul, my heart,
And all sing of you,
Only you.
Makes me crave
One more drag
One more hit
Of a drug that
Swirls and twirls
Reality and fantasy
And is all you.
Only you.
Copyright © Hannah Gilliland | Year Posted 2012
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