Love is addictive.
Yours is even harder to
Quit than ******.

Violin
How I long to hear your song
When the bow is strummed against your skin
I feel my inner soul within.
How it makes me feel alive, free and strong.
My heart beats with you. My eyes are on you. You've got my soul with you.
I long after more
But the bow moved wrong
I felt the sky crashing down.
Ruining your skin.
I long to hear your song.
I hear a tone of it now and then.
But the feeling isnt there.
I fear you got it all wrong.
Even though your voice is in my dreams.

The prince of night,
always craves something sweet,
he yearns to quench his thirst,
alluring all with a seductive greet.

He is eternally beautiful,
the softness of his voice,
his captivating eyes,
leaving the victim with no choice.

Digging deep,
he plays with her mind,
***** her veins dry,
he lives to ruin her kind.

Oh prince of night,
please come and have a bite.

You give me goosebumps,
Before we've even touched,
I'm moist from you,
Weak and losing my breath,
Yearning for you,
Keeping you close,
The smell of you alone makes my toes curl,
And when you straddle me,
Tresses flowing over your beautiful *******,
If only you knew what you do to me,
When you lean in, delicately placing your lips on mine,
Letting our tongues find each other...
I wish this could last forever,
You're the only one I love to please and be pleased by,
& when you lay your body on me,
I can feel your diamond against mine,
The way we move in unison,
The moans,
The scratching,
The bites,
I...love...making love to you,
And when you smear your fingers in my wetness,
And dip them slowly in my clenched grip...
The whispers in my ear,
Pleading for me to always remain,
Speeding up with every sound,
Drowning in the moans,
I'm lost with you,
I'll...Always....be...yours...baby....
My Beautiful desires are fulfilled with you,
Don't take that away..

A small ember burns.
A wind ignites the flame,
Fueling the burning craving.

The demons start to wake,
Crawling out from within.
Reality slips away.
It's now to late.

SNIFF...
SNIFF...
SNIFF again.

Now fully consumed,
The white lines,
The demons.
They now control me

Everyone has a drug, and sadly you are mine.
But whenever we talk, I feel like a waste of your time.
Maybe I'm not worthy, but you sure are addicting.
Because after a while, even joy turns to sickness.

Your kisses are toxic.
They control my mind and fuel my desire,
Filling me up with your poison
Inch by inch. It's eating away at my skin.

Your words are fatal.
Thrown at me like spears, breaking my trust and
Feeding your arrogance, until it spawns
Into a beast of its own. It has taken over you now.

Your touch is my ******.
Pulsing adrenaline through my veins and making my nerves
Ache for you. But they are not met with your touch.
Your hands are cold anyway.

Your voice is my oxygen.
It fills my lungs with venom and corrupts my naïve heart.
Your sharp tones cut through my skin,
Awakening a darkness in me that you planted there.

I fulfilled your wants but was not your needs.
And then you wanted me no more.
And yet I long for you. I desire, require, yearn for, burn for you.
While you became stronger with each piece of me I gave away.