Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Medicine

It is quite unfair that you are 
the disease and the cure,
both at the same time.
You are this gnawing need
I feel within the pit of my stomach
that could only be sated once
you get under my skin.
Thoughts of you
makes me weak in the knees,
yet urges me to move my feet
forward till I can feel your skin against mine.
The symptoms you caused
might momentarily recede,
but I can still feel you lurking
within my nerves;
and once my defenses go down,
you'd come crawling back out
again and turn my whole world
upside down once more.
How will I completely heal,
if the only remedy is you?


Said I, I adore you
and that's all I have to say, bye-bye
and you opiate this hazy head of mine

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