Retox My insatiable lust
for the taste of erupting
angel dust
makes me nut mentally
in the sense that she is my nasty freak
extracting dreams from my blinking eyes
synthesizing them into reality
we dance these steps nightly
so might we have just one touch of each other's lips
tip the moonlight
for one true night?
must i be confined to my fantasies
and poetic rants and screams
where my ink bleeds symphonies
composed in her seraphic key?
And just when I felt like her
scent might defer from my life for once and for all
my mind must relent from her entity
yet it seems that i've hit rockbottom once again
her love is endless
but only when my eyes are sealed
and i drift into a world apart from this existence
where she belongs in my arms
and my heart's beat lulls her to sleep
all her receipts owed back from living rent-free in my mind
ripped up
taste of her waist's secret recesses
sipped up
rehab from these past few months,
true love? i slipped up
but you must not give up your identity
hide within me
and continue to be this recluse from me
what you're destined to be
is not my right to know
but on a nightly basis
you visit amd remiss my homeostasis
so i forget what i accept in thwelve-step
and take eleven steps back
we never reach heaven
but our height gets better
whenever we catch up on old times
so i layback
wait for her to help me cheat detox
as i REtox...
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