My name is Falon and I am a lover
Love is my addiction
I guess because I've habituated to his soul
And his mind has become my anti-affliction
I roll joints filled with his cognitive processes
And smoke them until I touch the sky
After I've filled myself with his mental Mary Jane
I exhale as time passes us by
I get so high off of his love
I can feel my veins intertwine with my genes
As he injects them and infects them
With his love drops filled of dopamine
Mentally and physically
I am addicted to his love spiritually
I am addicted to his kisses naturally
I am addicted to his touches verbally
He's a permanent drug
He makes me permanently addicted
Unlike those other drugs
I don't think I can kick it
I need him like the air I breathe
Like the food I eat
Like the sand need the sea
Like the bird need the bee
I need you
My sweet, sweet addiction
I need you
My anti-affliction
