Intoxication

I'm sorry my love but I have a confession,

Something that you already know deep within the consciousness of your mind and behind the walls of your heart.
My love, my man,you are my addiction.
Your kisses intoxicate me. 
They are the alcohol that runs through my veins and blurs my mind. 
My body feels caged until you set it free.
Baby you're my bottle that I hold onto and I don't want to let go. 
Through all the pain you have been there to clear my mind, to provide my escape. 
You're not magic because magic isn't real, 
You're not an illusion because illusions you can't feel, 
You're my reality.
My truth.
My heart.
My love.
God created you for me,
He created me for you.
I know you love me 
And I love you too.
I don't need rehab because it's for addicts.
I'm just a girl in love with a man, 
A man with intoxicating lips 
 

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