My Addict Poem by Sierra Evans

You are my victim, my guilty pleasure;
You are the reason I deserve to die.
You're like my part between heaven and hell.
When you touch me,
seductive- yet gentle.
I love the feel of you here, with me.
The heat of your sweet, hasty breath on my neck.
I need your love,
you are my anti-drug.
Take me, and let me drown in your seductive, heartless eyes.
Yet, let me hear your heart, full of love;
Never show it,
don't you dare.
This secret I hold, the truth that you do, in fact, love.
My sanity runs, hides somewhere unknown.
My senses disappear, my thoughts flow;
For you are my addiction, but now you are gone;
and I will slowly die.