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Before you
You are a beautiful disease
Infecting my deepest dreams
Leaving me weak and fevered
You are an intoxicating poison
Sapping and confusing me
Leaving me begging for more
You are an unnamed feeling
New and foreign to me
Leaving me afraid of normality
You are a wanted parasite
Fuelling lust whilst feeding off it
Leaving me perpetually aroused
You are a perfect nightmare
Scaring me with these feelings
Leaving me terrified of waking
You are a rapturous curse
Vexing me at every turn
Leaving me wondering...
What it was like to be sane.
What it was like before you.
Infecting my deepest dreams
Leaving me weak and fevered
You are an intoxicating poison
Sapping and confusing me
Leaving me begging for more
You are an unnamed feeling
New and foreign to me
Leaving me afraid of normality
You are a wanted parasite
Fuelling lust whilst feeding off it
Leaving me perpetually aroused
You are a perfect nightmare
Scaring me with these feelings
Leaving me terrified of waking
You are a rapturous curse
Vexing me at every turn
Leaving me wondering...
What it was like to be sane.
What it was like before you.
Published 16th Jan 2019
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16th Jan 2019 6:32pm
16th Jan 2019 6:46pm
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Anonymous
16th Jan 2019 6:35pm
An intoxicating poison...love this very much.
16th Jan 2019 6:47pm
16th Jan 2019 7:38pm
It's that 'chemical' nature of fumes or drugs or alcohol. It gets into your bloodstream. Good spill Rob.
16th Jan 2019 7:43pm
Thank you, you are right - and a woman desired can be more dangerous than all the above.
16th Jan 2019 11:53pm
Sounds like a femme fatale to me. This relationship does have its toxic elements, but oh, the temptation! Beautifully written.
17th Jan 2019 6:11pm
Thank you, I think when you love you always leave yourself open to an element of being controlled, it's just down to the object of your affection to decide how much they use that control.
