Echoes of Addiction

With words like a virgin vine,

you wettened my dust covered lips,

to make me speak again,

using words taken right out of your mouth

I asked for more of this magic elexier,

which you browed in a room of your own,

And when I was drunken from all these words,

in a glimpse of a second your gentle fingers lifted a blue vail,

and uncovered the smiling eyes of the prophets only daughter.

But you pretend to be nobody,

who can change the colours of the rainbow,

for the rainbow is a nobody as well.

The sweet words you gave me so plentiful made me addicted for more,

and they fire my imagination of your dark voice that will say them one day.

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