If Love Is A Drug, Then You’re My Stimulant
…My stimulant, my instincts insisted it
Instantly addicted after my first single hit of it
My train of thought goes into motion after a dose of your love
My soul flows like the ocean floating above
As i inhale your scent into my memory
Your vivid imagery envelops me mentally
As my lungs expand I hear a band of your voice
Playing songs from the album of our conversations…
…enter ecstasy, sounds of the saxophone and timpani
Invade the symphony, you’re my no melanin melody
With a smile so sweet, and lips that taste heavenly
Found feelings of euphoria that can be considered a felony
Because the quest for this bliss have led men to extremities
The loss of something this good would definitely be the death of me
Your eyes are crystals that i dissolve into, and melt away the pain
Once the elevated feelings of well-being fade
I become a fiend needing more of my stimulant…
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