My love for you is real.
That's why I'm standing here shaking wishing to feel your touch.
You are the durg, the only pill I want to ever take.
I'm addicted to your touch and I'm having withdraws as you are out exploring the world without me.
But each night I wait for your call to end the withdraws because I keep getting high on your voice that must have came from an angel in heaven.
I love when you laugh as you tell me your stories and my heart beats faster as you promise to take me with you on one of your adventures soon.
I really love you, yes I really do love you,
the only drug I want to be addicted too.
I can't wait to see you soon and for your needle to be placed back in my vein.
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Trio Of Words
PoetryPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...
