Intoxicated
Drunk in a stupor of lingering passion
Under influence of a beauty I bask in
Inebriated is this heart that drives
My toxicity to an all new high
I’m addicted to her beauty so I drank from her cup
I stagger and I stumble; I’ve fallen and can’t get up
Ticketed with a D.U.I. for sipping on her love
Obsessed with having more because less is not enough
Girl I’m intoxicated
My soul is inundated
I’m so inebriated
I’m intoxicated
There in the essence of her beauty’s mixture
Is my heart and soul’s elixir
A concoction of a beauty I can’t resist
Love’s potion brews when I’m in her midst
My heart is over saturated; My soul is so inundated
People ask if I can shake it; She’s a habit I can’t break it
Cause I feel so inebriated and I feel so fully elated
She has my heart and soul sedated with a beauty that’s intoxicating
Girl I’m intoxicated
My soul is inundated
I’m so inebriated
I’m intoxicated
Copyright2010 by Kenneth J Thompson
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