Thursday, July 5, 2012

Obsessive Inclination

You are an addiction
A drug to my heart
Poison to my soul
The forbidden edge

Craving your touch
Unable to erase your image
Hearing your voice in my sleep
Aroused to a pitch, soaked in sweat

You have another; I have mine
Wanting too much; taking too little
Dancing around the chemistry
Refusing the forbidden fruit

Leave my soul intact
My heart untainted
I cannot survive the high
The crash will cost too much

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