Touch Me

He knew my weaknesses. He was a drop of rain in a wild sea, I could not understand that only with his touch he had me at his feet. He a was dangerous dark evil but he was mine as I was his. One night I lost control over myself and I couldn't, I didn't know how to stop it ..or maybe I just didn't want to stop it. It was a drug, it was my drug and I loved how it consumed me.