Like an addict - A Poetic Practice

There's not a moment in my life since I've laid my eyes on you, the thought and act of breathing in your scent, became my reason to breathe.

Vanilla lingers in your hair like candy, I'll savor it as I devour every trace permeated within and from you, like an addictive drug.

A trace of your outline on your smooth skin, soft like silk white as milk, hard to keep my hands off of it. Addicted to everything about you.

Nothing comes close to how I'm drawn to you, I need my dose. You're my doctor, my prescription, my disease and my cure.

Feeling so healthy while starving, you're my nutrition, craving you in starvation. Every bite leaves me racing for more.

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