Whirlpool

Taste

I love your taste...
Did you know I don't like chocolate?
I don't like cake
I don't like most candies
I don't like cotton candy
I don't like cupcakes
I don't like cookies
I dont like alot of things..
But when i tasted you, just a small sip of what you were like, i was drunk,
Infatuated even.
I loved the taste of it so much.. I thought about it everyday, imagined how it would be like to drink it more often,
To feel it strangely sweet and foreign on my lips
The slight sting of bitterness afterward..
I wondered how something like you could make me so distracted
Makes me change my ways, reconsider my morals and concept of the world.
My head spins if I take too much and yet I continue.
Like if it's some sort of alcohol and I've become an alcoholic.
I imagine that even if i knew for sure that it, that you were poison id still drink it
Even if you were acid that burned my throat I would still play around and drink it, I'd still ignore the big yellow warning signs waving at me.
Telling me to put you down and walk away.
I was never a smart scientist.