Fire's beauty cannot be contested even though it can't help but burn when you come closer. (He's fire)
The power of a black tiger is entrancing until it devours you, body and soul. (He's an animal)
The high ******* brings is addictive even when you fall into a hell of your own making (He's a drug)
He's fascinating dangerous intoxicating.
Stories about him shock yet his rampage on the vulnerable hearts of this world will never cease.
(He's toxic.)
I wrote this two years ago when a boy broke my heart for the first time. He was the kind of person that was hard to get over, and the heartbreak was what made me start writing poetry in an effort to get the frustration out.