Love is universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.

Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;

Are omens and nightmares -
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign:

For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For a searching look.

Take courage, lover!
Could you endure such pain
At any hand but hers?

You are toxic
You are the poison running through my veins
Suffocating my every breath
You are my poison ivy
Itching with every step I take
You are the beautiful purple foxgloves
Appearing so gentle on the outside
But so dangerous on the inside
You are the chemicals that react
And make my life a living hell
You are toxic to the touch
And you know I cannot help
But to crave this pain you cause me