Sweet Poison Addiction

Obviously the weakness of any man is getting addicted to the pleasures of one woman alone

Like i am to the goddess of bliss, Grace

Unlike other women, she has a golden chalice of gratification in her personality and from time to time i find myself on the leash of her comfort begging for a sip,

Well, i guess thats what happens when a man like me finds his dream on two legs.

And so just like many other days i find myself again at her door giving a lazy knock,she peeps with those eyes

Those beaudiful eyes, sometimes i wonder if God didn't borrow some of the sparkles in her eyes n fixed them in the sky as stars for they define perfection

Only i know the pleasure of staring in them while we bleed out the feelings in our heart through words and romance, not noticing the hands of time waving at us as it passes by.

But deep beneath the the rubbles of her beauty recides her fears in the tombs of her lonely past, I can see she's a scared soul. Scared of falling in love or maybe scared of not being loved back and i have my own fears too.

And what enchants me the most is that though her heart have been broken countless times, she  sacrifices herself at the altar of my desires while i try my best to be her deepest fantasies fulfilled in real life.

We've both been through a lot in this life to simply believe things are forever going to be this way. So as we enjoy the company of eachother daily hoping the moment will never end, we pray that if things ever  change 'we will love the memories more than we'll hate the heartbreak'