Habit Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I'm addicted to you.
As Your touch warms the blood.
A quick rush needed by the milligram.
Soon to overdose in the amount of love you give.
Shared kisses now dried upon stained lips.
I am no longer myself.
I am In need of counseling.
Twelve steps soon to become twenty four.
An infinite addict.
My hearts about to explode
Addicted to the way you move.
The slightest movement of your hips.
I am Standing still while the world around me is in constant motion.
Needing to feel this constant high.
You've left me lost in a town of constant need.
A bad habit the old people warned me about.
Young hands soon to wither in the touch granted by the sweetest taste of sin.
I can no longer control myself around you.
Needing you now, to feel you travel through my veins.
If you should change I'll surely die with the habit you've left within me.
A constant search, needing you near.
Unable to escape this place you've taken me.
Somewhere North of heaven
The halos that gleam off the stars of Mars.
Upward to a room dressed in white.
My body quivers in need, an urgency to have you now.
This bad habit you've given me devours my very soul
Needing to feel you again.
Words would only ruin this height given by you.
Take me higher
Somewhere North of heaven
to escape this hell of being away from you.
My bad habit