My Addiction of Her + Song

My soul cannot be blinded by lust

she may never truly realise,

that I am a master to those who hate me,

and a slave for those who love me.

She has never seen me angry,

for my anger is fire,

and my care is warmth

during the coldest season.

I am a prey to love,

and a predator to hate.

I hope she knows that real kings,

bow only to their queens.

The rest will be taught to fear.

That is the true me.

When I was with her,

I was intoxicated all of the time.

Her kiss took me high like wine

her lips tasted like the finest honey

and her body smelled like sandalwood.

Maybe that’s why

I became addicted to her.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

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