An addict hopelessly drawn to a just-out-of-reach intoxicant.
The taste, the scent on my tongue.
Punishment, but why? Is this what is deserved?
Or just another hit.
That word again. Somewhere between romance and lust.
The gnawing ache of the unfamiliar.
Have I never felt this before?
Fear of the unknown.
Afraid of love but toss it to the table carelessly.
Let it be fed upon.
Let it be ripped apart and shoved back down my throat.
Choke me with it.
Break me, but give me the fix.
Give it up.
Let me taste it.
Wrap myself around and let it consume.
I want it.