Anger

I love you.
It is only this beast inside that wants to hurt your little limbs
And cause you pain
And make you cry
When you won't listen.
I love you
I do
And I'm sorry I was angry.

An addict

I cannot imagine a life without your insidious swirls
Your delicious whorls.
Your loss is merely the wait
For the next heady time
I put my lips to yours.