I’m a mess and I can’t help it,
but I can’t say no to you.
For you I sweat,
with every move you make.
I can’t stop staring,
every part a dream.
Your arms – my sanctuary, 
just feeling you there,
it’s ecstacy.
The only drug I make a habit,
you induce this perfect feeling,
always wanting more,
it’s a dependency,
probably unhealthy,
but it’s where I want to be.