A sudden thought can trigger it,
my knees grow weak
Butterflies swell my belly,
I am infused with your fairy tale drug ,
my head detaches
my mind malfunctions
while I become disillusioned
From this toxin of erratic excitement,
it pumps through my veins
I feel alive
yet euphorically sick
No cure desired for such a lucky fate as this,
one only dreams of a beautiful death,
my actions driven
By such deliriously unreasonable choices
still yet
it feels so right
one rational thought remains carved brash,
“I will never underestimate the power of your addiction”
I am luckily addicted to you,
For yours
and only your fairy tale drug yields enjoyable consequences.
Coconut Kitty 
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