you're as addictive as the cigarettes you smoke daily and as intoxicating as the alcohol you consume.
i don't know how to stop you from rushing up to my head. you play with the intricate wiring of my mind until i am left only thinking of you, desperately needing you. the only thing i can do is give in to the addiction.
YOU ARE READING
deflorationis
Poesíaan anthology of short fictional stories that came from the darkest caverns of my mind, or perhaps were inspired by the sunniest of days. © Moonlitsadness, 2015
