The look on your face
is poison inside me
The sight of your body
sets my skin in fire
The memory of your smell
stills lingers
The sound of your voice
still batters my brain
In all my secret, deep down places
You haunt me
In the curve of my throat
In the bends and bows of my arms
In the corners of my eyes
In the back of my mind
In the drums of my ears
and the tip of my tongue you hide
Sinister You by Dakota Farley
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