The sweetest perfection
to call my own.
The slightest correction
couldn't finely hone.
The sweetest infection
of body and mind.
Sweetest injection
of any kind.
I stop and I stare too much.
Afraid that I care too much.
And I hardly dare to touch
for fear that the spell may be broken.
When I need a drug in me
and it brings out the thug in me.
Feel something tugging me
then I want the real thing not tokens.
The sweetest perfection
to call my own.
The slightest correction
couldn't finely hone.
The sweetest infection
of body and mind.
Sweetest injection
of any kind.
Things you'd expect to be
having effect on me
pass undetectedly
but everyone knows what has got me.
Takes me completely.
Touches so sweetly.
Reaches so deeply.
I know that nothing can stop me.
Sweetest perfection.
An offer was made.
An assorted collection
but I wouldn't trade.
The sweetest perfection
to call my own.
The slightest correction
couldn't finely hone.
The sweetest infection
of body and mind.
Sweetest injection
of any kind.
Takes me completely.
Touches so sweetly.
Reaches so deeply.
I know that nothing can stop me.
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