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Dopamine

WE LOVE EACH OTHER, you say

You must be swimming away

In the mackerel ambience, doped

With big puff dragon on your heels

The whole twenty four hours

Of the sun's vicinity

And the moon's feasibility

For here I am sinking deeper and deeper

Into a lifeless desert of contemplation

Mystified eyes full of dust

Capitulated with suspense

My troubled aching heart

Unable to trust the mirage ahead

Gone were the days of unrequited love

Whence forth my lustful divinity

Had inhaled your manly scent

Sending vibrations to the core of my being

Gone were the times of freshly carved dreams

Where buds of roses danced

With the beat of times momentous tick

Their virgin petals now crushed

Under your feet of neglect, deprived of life

Such as the hearts of the poor

Being trampled by the wealthy

Your whole hearted attention today focused on Dopamine

An immortal woman

Adorned with a syringe of venomous control

Whom you hold in your arms

Your obsession with her, I can understand

For I see her through your eyes

Her face shines with the luscious gleam of victory

Filling you with a rush of adrenaline

Her voice lined with velvet

Caresses your soul with momentous euphoria

Putting your cards on the table

You gamble

Your love, work and life at stake

Her voluptuous sighs

Over whelm your sanity

As you float soaring higher and higher

Your desire matching her need

Resting finally on her bosom

The mosaic of death

As the hourglass runs nonstop

Craving for her more each day

You hallucinate

Let go she will never do

For she is the goddess of masquerade

And she plays with thousands like you everyday

All, of them her slaves

Her plastic smile of welcome, her espionage

Added bonus to her skills as a hunter

And When I am miles away I cannot compete

So, I hereby give you a choice

Choose your destiny

Dopamine or me

Because I need you to need me the way I do

If you chose her, this is my goodbye

And I shall be off to seek another gardener

To tend to my withered blooms

and should you choose this meek maiden

I am at the outskirts of Green valley

Waiting for you

With modesty as my adornment

And love in my heart

To enfold your shivering form

Within my warm cocoon

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