Dependence

As my addiction, you constantly pull me into to your spiral world of contradictions and illusions. Drunk on desire, my mind persistently spins toward your amazing ability to yank me from my place in this straight and simple world into field of carnal thoughts that can bring me only trouble. I long for; no I crave to feel that moment of peace that comes from accepting the idea that I can never lose the need to have that fix of your making. The constant hunger may get buried, but your presence revives the dreaming creature that is determined to feed on the overwhelming forces we create.