Cheap Thrills

Cheap Thrills 

You and your

bubblegum lips
and candy-apple 
face make my head 

numb and my pulse race. 

Like a carnival, 

you smother me in 

your bright fuzzy embrace 

and with a voice laced

with syrupy-sweet grace, 

you tell me everything

will be okay. 

Tickets and toys I buy for 

you, and you repay me 

with your sugar-high

company. You're 

lovely, it's true, 

without you, I wouldn't 

know what to do, but 

something is still missing.

Though I am breathless

with ecstasy when 

we are kissing, 

I can't help but wonder

if you are really 

mine to hold or just 

a prize that I was loaned.