About this kind of love
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I love you like a drug
I’m addicted and need my fix
those lips, your skin
I crave their touch madly
sometimes I'm blinded
make mistakes daily
saying the wrong thing
I've made it a art form
when I should keep it simple
not over elaborate
keep my words short
precise to the point
or just shut up
not peruse every moment
like an addict
looking for another fix
maybe I should smile
curl my lips and whisper
I love you, you know
or maybe I should just smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem