Feeling like I need a fix,
Heart ain’t broken, but I’m hoping for a momentary glitch
Actions contradict what I think /
Addicted to her kiss,
Fiendin’, seems like I’m
leaning towards the abyss /
Looking forward to instant
bliss,
Even if for a brief moment
I’d take the risk /
She frees my endorphins,
instigates a metamorphosis /
She has a morbid sense of
humor, twisted like a contortionist /
The intercourse is priceless
/
Attracted to any crisis /
The type to leave you
stranded without reason /
Yet I’d Travel from the
Pacific to the Atlantic in any season /
No tease, straight to the
point,
No need for cheese to get to the
cow’s tenderloin /
She doesn’t indulge in
compliments or coin /
Exchange ideas, she makes you
feel wise /
You better get them copyrighted before the ink dries /
Wicked adventures,
Waking up twisted as pretzels
/
This one you cannot stencil /
She’s gone in a second like
poof,
A witch with no broom /
It’s too late once her
elixir’s consumed /
No anecdote,
The best that you can hope
for is doom /
She just wants enough to
quench the thirst /
She preys on the weak that
seek to get purged /
I am told I am different, I
am of significance /
But the moment I show
self-discipline, I am no longer sufficient /
She prefers to wreak havoc on
those that won’t regain innocence /
Am I free to come and go as I
please? /
While you spread your plague I
contemplate retreat /
I may not be here when you
return,
I’ve found the cure for this
disease /
