Your love is like an arrow laced with poison,

I’ve ripped it from my heart, yet still it flows,

Through my veins like deadly heroin,

Tightening its grip around my soul.

Each beat is a reminder of the pain,

A toxic rush that I cannot evade,

Your love, a poison coursing through my veins,

Leaving scars upon the heart that it invades.

Yet still, I ache for your forbidden touch,

A masochistic dance, a deadly game,

For even though your love may bring me harm,

I cannot resist its haunting claim.