Drug

A Poem by Mikku

Drug to my system

You are my favorite drug, it does seem,
Infusion of cocaine to my blood stream.
I relish your proximity...half eye closed,
Silent pleasure, lips forming a soft "O".
They ask me to get over and past you,
They don't know there's nothing an alcoholic won't do,
To get that 100 year old pleasure bottle to hold on to,
That's what my passion does to me, my cravings for you.
You are like a cigarette,even without being lit, burn me whole,
Just it's not my lungs affected with cancer rather my soul.....