It shouldn’t be addicting

The way you look at me,

It tastes so bitter on my tongue

But replaces my reality.

I delve into the canyons

of your doe-brown eyes

There’s nothing keeping me on my feet,

I’m lifted by butterflies

Raised on a throne of wings,

I touch the clouds

But there’s still a rotten taste

in my mouth.

I try to smile,

Blood paints my teeth.

While I was distracted,

Your sword you unsheathed.

I feel hot as a blue flame,

I shiver with need

You’re all I want,

My love’s thief.

I’m sick but I can’t tell if its all in my head,

This feeling is torture, I’d rather be dead.

Then I realize with your toxic gaze,

You’ve poisoned my heart, I’ve gone ablaze.