The concoction that runs through my veins is a heavy brew
that burns like lighter fluid when I stand next to you
maybe you don't feel the drugs like I do
but that doesn't mean I am not on fire when I am near you
I did not drink this concoction but drew it from your lips
and pressed it deep into my soul when I kissed your hips
if I burned my bridges I but weep
for I wish you by my side when I am asleep.
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