Forbidden fruit
There I go dripping from your lips once again
A deadly taste to have you hooked
Addicted to the fragrance of me
Eyes red and heart pounding
Adrenaline rushing and thoughts blurred
Here we go again doing our little dance
And chanting our little chant
Going back and forth
And all around
Covering all the "important details"
And running through it again and again and one last time
Standing on the edge of an endless pool
As gravity pulls you down
Down...down...
The rabbit hole you go...
Getting lost
In what should never be explored
Written in stone are warning signs
As this game has been played
And the punishment re-lived
Like a moth to the flame burned again
As I continue to drip from your lips
And drain away what's left of your worries
T. Blaauw
