My little Addiction
You steal my attention time, and time again,
My eyes will not divert from you my friend
As I sit here used to just drinking alone
I find myself, double checking my phone
without a doubt, I feel it in my bones,
it hits different, not supposed to
like Mary Jane, and her girl Caine
rolled up, and leaning like a football blue
I never really look, but damn look at you
mmmm, I just want a sample,
and a chaser too....
The only way to describe the vibe
the way your body is designed
you cause a fire above my thighs
that is why I always divert my eyes
Pure Patron, Neat, never mixed
even your shadow deserves compliments
and using all my discretion
to not stare when you stepping...
Like a hangover, like a withdrawal,
I think I have them all
Like a fix, like a hit, that has my whole body whipped
I guess, getting caught up in your rapture is my fate
Like something you know you shouldn't taste
With no hope for a prescription for this addiction
don't know if I can I take it, to tell the truth
eye candy I should not do
I promised to never try anything new....
can I have like one piece of it?
to calm my desires of my sweet tooth
Now when your movements are like a Ginuwine song,
attitude, nice, and I know there is more hiding
It’s that’s info, nice and slow
I want to spend nights with you providing
See I just hope you're listening,
There is nothing like what I think I am missing
Your love Jones is hitting,
uncut, and freely given
and that’s my addiction...
About this poem
This poem is about meeting someone that turns your cold heart hot... that walks in a room and changes that atmosphere for you.... its about and designed to say how sexy they are when the words escape you
Written on January 03, 2024
Submitted by EloquentElo on December 24, 2023
Modified by EloquentElo on January 03, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,486 |
Words | 307 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 8, 11, 4, 5 |
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