My Erotic Narcotic

An addiction can cause great loss and pain. That goes for anyone who loves someone who is an addict. Addicts are never quite whole, never happy enough, and are constantly longing for the next fix. Sounds a lot like love.
the-phoetic-harder-our-heartsMy Erotic Narcotic
Poem By, The Phoetic
Like gravity to a moon bound bird
Making flight a temporary stay
Uncontrollably loving you is dangerous
As if, there was any other way
The further from you I get
When we rush back
The harder our hearts hit.
There are no measured kisses,
A ration of seven hugs a day
With you , there is all I can get
From my rise until my lay
The further from you I get
When we rush back
The harder our hearts hit.
Line up the shot glasses
I will down each without delay
If the bottle were full of missed kisses
From you, I am an addict I must say.
The further from you I get
When we rush back
The harder our hearts hit.
Original image taken with a Nikon 5300 on the beach in Malibu, California.
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  • Brian O'Marra
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    Zuri, it seems as your new fan you are hearing from me so much lately. I hope never too much. My heart went through hurt lately. Finding you, your music, your beautiful writings and advice on health, but more important your strong love, are what I need in my life. I love your beautiful website. I love your music. I love following you everywhere. Zuri, I love you!

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