-My Poison-
Honey, you were my poison;
but, unfortunately, your poison was the drink...
Id stare into your beautiful eyes as your fingers would caress the skin on the curves of my body.
Your beautiful eyes would fill with sorrow as the ice clinked in your glass; the last drop gone.
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Your lips so supple and sexy would make me quiver with just one taste.
Your lips so supple and sexy would get hot with the want of just one more sip.
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Your masculine hands so strong would hold me tight and keep me safe and protected.
Your masculine hands so strong would clench the bottle so hard your knuckles would whiten.
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The music of your steady beating heart would calmly hush me to sleep at night.
The music of your steady beating heart turned to silence while I was asleep one night...
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You were my poison, my love, my life.
But you couldn't give up your poison to save your life, not for yourself, and not for me.
Now I have been left alone with a broken heart, a missing piece of my soul and a newly found poison to drown out my sorrows...
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