drawn in, words

it was the words that hooked my curiousity

the turn of phrase that made it impossible to stop thinking about

it is always the words that get me

they are the aphrodisiac of choice

the only vice i cannot seem to kick

and now i fall into the rabbit hole of infatuation with the words

it is the rawness, the purity that makes them so strong, so delicious

i am helpless to them

a slave

and i would have it no other way

sing to me, let me feel your inner need, be the one to fill that emptiness

give your words to me and i will never steer you wrong

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