Intoxicating

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standing in a piss soaked breezeway of a bodega over by the railways drinking a Snapple nibbling on a pickle looked up there she goes and here she comes a few minutes later we were standing face to face I couldn't resist her penetrated gaze the allurement of those big beautiful irises a hint of rose tickled the tip of my senses couldn't think of nothing except curling her toes she wore a flavor kind of fragrance I loved it sparked curiosity inside of me suddenly I had a need to know what spelled so lusciously she turned and blushed at me then said it's Chloe suddenly something threw me I had a ex who wore Chloe too adjusting my optical shifting to the obstacle it was no longer optional the need to know more was off the table chunked my bag in the trash suddenly I was ready to go noticing my sudden disinterest she asked me what's the matter why you change the subject I said nothing it's not you it's the aroma I'm drawn to hooked on a smell I used to love to wake up to be next to make love to that's why I'm so attracted to you you remind me of someone else I wish I never met had to change my mind in order to forget I guess I better check myself in the mirror looking for a spot for proof where she chopped off one of my roots it's hard to believe 8 years later still under a spell of an angel who put me through pure hell why am I feeling this way it's such a beautiful day it's been so long without a picture I cant see the face couldn't tell you if she's dead or alive but the spirits so strong it's hard to deny the degrees of separation it was a bad situation an influx's of frustration she once was number one in my book I thought she was the best thing that ever happened to me it's true I'm not lying I'm not singing laughing to myself but felt like crying it's like some kind of high came over me got me outside paranoid swaying from side to side thinking my ex done put a hex on me