The Ballad

My body quivers inside

Tremble uncontrollably

as my heart thumps 

intensively as it crescendo’s

rapidly to a new pressure

high

.. ..

My skin is balmy.

The heat of a wayward

sensation

pressed my thermal

temperature to a 

devilish temptation

.. ..

I am addicted...

.. ..

Desperation overcome

A strong need of 

Needing.

A delicious painful urge

Leaves me helpless.

Virtually cannot live.

Virtually cannot breathe.

.. ..

I keep licking my lips

As I want to taste 

For more.

Adoration slithers

Through my taste buds.

Something it has never

Experienced before.

.. ..

I am addicted…

.. ..

I can’t get enough from

this high

unequivocally faux

acidic feeling 

leaves me reeling

to touch the sky.

.. ..

I can’t enough to 

Get by.

One or two of you

Isn’t enough for me.

To get through

The days ahead

And the long nights

How I ache for it.

.. ..

I am addicted…

.. ..

There’s no group

Can cure the

Welcoming pain

There’s no detox

Or A.A

a simple pleasure

that ignites a subtle

femininity

an erect paraphernalia

leading to a psychedelic

destiny

.. ..

I am addicted…

not an eloquent poetic

of expression

nor a metaphoric 

vision

I am addicted to a 

Sentiment

A hunger explosive

desire

A pulsating volcanic

Fire

I am addicted to you

because you're mine

the one I adore

before you leave

let me taste it again

feel it again

once, incredibly more

.. ..

I am unambiguously addicted

to you.

.. ..

© Wildflower, 2009.