Like a rare flower
What a beauty you are
Carefully crafted by nature
An astonishing sight of a being so pure
Like a disoriented insect
Looking for something perfect
I got caught in the cloud of your scent
In an instant, I stopped being sane
I was "Zombie-fied"
Void of thoughts, I just "fly-ed"
I was helpless, fully at your mercy
Once addicted to what I see
But you, oh you! You made me feel
You are my pill, and I was so ill
I had in heart I needed you
"Delusion-ed", I thought all I felt was true
Alas! I was just being slaved
My freedom was slowly being ravaged
My soft tender heart was my chains
And you seemed to enjoy me being in pains
I got a taste of your nectar
It was sour, yes! So sour!
A golden goblet holding a sweet-smelling vile liquid
A beauty of the outside but dead inside