My Opium

You're my addiction,

my intoxicant,

the substance that makes me high with joy.

You my love are my Opium.

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Noontime, Eventide or  Night,

There's only one thing on my mind.

The thought that floods it with light,

and rids the darkness as light would a cavern.

Sunshine, mist or rain,

There's only one image in my heart.

That picture that has thrived in it's weather lane,

ridding every fog as calm would a storm.

At the sight of you,

gusto floods every bit of me.

I go numb before your touch,

Forgetting all my woes, I bask in the labyrinth of nothingness.

You're my addiction,

my intoxicant,

the substance that makes me high with joy.

You my love are my Opium.

©Joy_Ande

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