I tasted her in my dreams
woke up and started dreaming of more
feigning I walk around needing her more and more
the taste is a flavoring that never leaves
its something that I beg for like please
until I wore, the floor out from under my knees
I'm addicted like bee, her honey is wearing on me
sweeter than a cavity, I need an emergency of her for an ivy.
so in love -- this I might be. but blame it on her - not me.