I could only imagine the things I would do to spend precious moments with you, the venomous scorpion that has poisoned my brain.Slowly slipping into a euphoric state from the drug you've spewed upon me, through hazed eyes, all I see is a devilish grin and sparkling eyes piercing me. I often wonder what spell this creature has cast upon me, that I'm so enwrapped in the image of him that I can still see him in my dreams. I've cried from the pain that the venom causes because I know that it's only a temporary fix. I ponder the thought of possessing the mystical being that has my mind so far gone from reality. Your venom and my horns would make a deadly combination.as I lay sated in thoughts of you I remember that once again it's just drug induced imagery, just an illusion that only the poison of you can do for me.