Chemical Love Fixation

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By <font color=crimson>Faith •

<font size=2>Racing down these icy streets My eyes wander for his lips Return my glances with adoration He's my drug, I need a fix He holds my hand, holds my heart As he courses through my veins I am addicted, intoxicated And letting go of the reigns "Smile if you love me" Gingerly, he kisses my mouth instead Time gives way to an eternity His chemical love has begun to spread Snow smirls faster, faster As the temperature drops below We run, high on every sensation I'm no saint and I'm losing control Restless night, waking dreams I watch the world shimmer in his eyes Withdrawl hits when he is absent This chemical love is my high ©2006

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January 25, 2006 13:21 Kirsty (living in the light)

Neat poem! I am not an amazing person, I have done my own share of wrong things. I just care about people so much. Take my friend whos moving away I got so close and cared so much that now shes moving away it breaks my heart. Plus, you are an amzing person, I am just a young kid if I'm "amazing" just imagine what you are! I think personally that deep down you know your an amazing person but you are so humble you don't show it. You are loved by people and don't forget that! With love and prayers Kirsty

January 25, 2006 13:22 Kirsty (living in the light)

Well, you dont say it not dont show it becuase you show it in your poems and your comments. Soory about the error

February 1, 2006 02:46FrostedCold

I understand completely what you mean...my girlfriend doesn't exactly live close by so I end up seeing her only once every 2 weeks...the withdrawal is death...

February 1, 2006 02:49FrostedCold

...good poem though. I really like it! Keep it up!

February 4, 2007 02:01-fruit-loop-

.,.,.,very Nice,.,.made me want some.,.,

July 30, 2007 01:25User

Hey Faith, thanks for all your comments as usual. I should've read this long ago, such a great poem! Yeah, about your question about 'Celestial Dreams - The Dissastrous Version', it is exactly what you think it is - waking up from a dream in a hell of a way.

July 30, 2007 01:30User

The thing is, I realize I can't write the way I used to anymore, like I don't have the same inspiration. I guess you might notice something unusual about my poems and so yeah, thats how it is now.