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Addict


Everyones addicted to something,

whether it be from drugs and alcohol

to good foods and music.

It can range from good to bad,

But my addiction is good

And it just so happens to be you.

It begins with your smile,

oh so contagious smile,

It gets me everytime.

On to your laugh,

now that's music to my ears.

The way you light up when you get excited

that fills my heart.

From the tingles that your touch leaves on my body

to the way your lips touch mine,

oh not so innocently.

Continuously makes me crave for more.

But my real addiction lies in your love,

they way you care for me,

oh so delicately,

The way you cherish me,

adore me,

The way you appreciate me,

I seek shelter in your arms,

you are my home.

I am addicted to being home.

 
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