Addicted

Maybe I’m addicted to you,
addicted to your independent existence.
Maybe I’m addicted to your inestimable smile,
addicted to the sound of your modulated voice.
Maybe I’m addicted to your perfectly shaped body,
addicted to smell of your affectionate skin.
Maybe I’m addicted to your protective hands,
addicted to hands that touches me.
Maybe I’m addicted to your passionate personality,
addicted to every warmhearted word you said to me.

I’m addicted to you,
addicted to everything you are.
I’m addicted to you,
addicted to everything you’ve done.
I’m addicted to you,
and I’ll be addicted,
until the last day on earth,
I’m addicted to you.

Autor: Tamara Stamenković

Web novinar / Bloger

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