Love sick

Her words cut deep, so I go deeper, knew when I met her that she was a keeper, 

I can’t explain this feeling of both love and pain, sometimes she makes me feel like I’m sick in the brain, 

she stomps on my heart and leaves her stains, she calls me daddy, I call her my dame, the sex is insane, 

I eat her flesh and pick her brain, 

We argue and fight, sometimes all through the night, is this normal, is this right,

I’m her protection, she’s my support...