I am not in love,
But I am drawn to you,
Like a Moth to a candle flame.
I am not in love,
But I am craving for,
The taste of your lips on mine.
I am not in love,
But I am wanting you,
In my arms, bodies entwined.
I am not in love,
I am wanting to give,
Loving, care and tenderness.
I am not in love,
Or just wanting sex,
I am simply addicted to you.
David Barlow
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/addicted-19/
