~Toxic~

I injected you

                 into my veins, 

immediately 

                  started to convulse

   molten fire, heated

                blood to the core

penetrated fluidic

      beneath my skin

i needed a high,

           your prick was hot

 my addiction was out of control

              danger warning flashes burn

 your toxicity spun me turbulent

            i felt you fracture in my bones

intoxicated~

 by the staggering hit

a blinded frenzy

                 of deadly poison

           mournful when i come down

 i felt the death of my essence

                  still i want to take flight again

    yearning death by your blade

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

I suspect you tried to write of a little erotica here as well? If so, you've done a remarkably good job portraying so. Feeling as if that space was made only for that one, certain person. At first I envisioned, say, a heroine addiction; but that does not seem to be, you. I suppose. Nonetheless, I liked this.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Tai, I wanted that addictive feel to it, but no, not heroin!

[Ken Simm.]

We want what we shouldn't have. We take what is bad for us. But it don't half give us pleasure. Part of the pleasure being that it is elicit and forbidden. Makes it perhaps all the more wanted? Essence of naughty.

[Frieda P]

oooh lala 'essence of naughty' sounds like a parfum.

[Ken Simm.]

Essece de coquine

[Frieda P]

Petit rascal? You know what French does to me... ;-)

[Rhianne Ney]

This is something profound and great imagery. The words used were simple but it compounds two themes that blend well together, making the music video that was connected to it meaningful. It captured the essence of the song and what you are trying to point out

[Frieda P]

Thrilled that you liked it Rhianne, thanks.

[Rhianne Ney]

You're welcome and it's my pleasure reading a piece (:

[quinfinn]

like....the hot prick is the elephant in the room here. or should i say the heffalump in the womb? yes, one could wax Morpheus with this and skip right to drug use, but it is much more sexual than that to me....Confucius say, virgin is like bubble....one prick, all gone! very clever and seethingly warm write here freida....i think you need a holiday.

[Frieda P]

Woo, jazzy review quin, I'd expect nothing less from you, and you just figured that out?! x

[quinfinn]

i'll make you a reservation.....

[Lover Of Words]

I love this nice one Mrs Freida Its like a hot bubble bath or something like that :-)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Kelsey.

[Lover Of Words]

No problem

[KAOlmsted]

Ah yes, those toxic little pricks ;-) Seriously raw and gritty stuff here, lady. I can picture it, the explosion of poison in the veins, the lolling of the head, the half-mast eyes, then writhing on the bathroom floor, needing just one more fix...not wanting to feel the sickness of withdrawal...crazy powerful this.

[Frieda P]

*laugh* you would say little......

[KAOlmsted]

Ha! Why did I KNOW you would catch that?? xD

[Frieda P]

Cause you love me more than your luggage! ;-)

[KAOlmsted]

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is a true statement ;-) xoxo

[Frieda P]

Thanks Clairee ;-) xoxo

[KAOlmsted]

;-)

[Pete Langley]

I take it this was your annual flu-jab, Frieda. Do they save a special one for you, knowing your prediliction for a turn-on? ...you smile delectably at the young male nurse..."Cor! - that was a good`un!!" The best highs come from music don`t they? P.

[Frieda P]

Ha are you picking on me again Pete, just tell me if you blushed again hun.....;-)

[Pete Langley]

Cause I did! ...and naaaa - just my way of avoiding the issue, sweet thing. Hehe.

[Frieda P]

Ha I knew it, that's what I live for. teehee

[eglantine]

Lust/infatuation can be quite toxic. Only thing is, it's about a syringe needle, then at the end it says "blade"

[Frieda P]

Nowhere is there a syringe needle, read between the lines. ;-)
Thanks for your visit and review eglantine.

[eglantine]

well ya, I get that it's sexual lol

[Frieda P]

Lol okay, I don't know you well enough yet, didn't want to point out the hot prick here ;-P

[eglantine]

haha, oh I noticed it

[Frieda P]

xD

[Deuces]

I know the feeling. That initial high when that fire is created between two. It's pretty much equal to a vice, because one can get addicted. The come down is not pleasant at all.... and you do yearn for that original feeling once again.

Awesome use of metaphor. Enjoyed this.

[Frieda P]

Exactly.... and thrilled that you did Cyn.

[Jack...]

Man, I'll bet that syringe was hot!!!!!

Steamy Frieda, this one burned deep into the core of me.

[Frieda P]

I thought I heard something sizzling earlier. :-)

[Ruth]

Loved your play on this...could be a vice or the flesh...loved the version of the song too...lovely voice and atmosphere...
The poem is amazingly tense and raw...
Consumed on fire of tongue....yet awaiting more lol
Superb xoxo

[Frieda P]

Ha one could easily overdose, careful what you wish for dear Poppy! Haha
Thanks so much xo

[Ruth]

Very welcome xoxoxo