Addiction

by She's a Star

'You subtly danced your way through my veins.' Sometimes, there's no escape.

Disclaimer: Moulin Rouge belongs to O Brilliant Bazziekins.

Author's Note: A little poem-that-was-supposed-to-be-a-fic-but-alas-is-not about The Doctor's good ol' addiction to Absinthe.

Dedication: For Norah, who inspired the idea and my determination to write some semi-decent poetry. :-) Sure, it's no Shades of Grey, but thankfully, it's no Elephant Love Melody (cough) either. Merry Christmas, dearie.

Addiction

She's a Star

Ensnared.

Will you ever stop stealing me away?

You subtly danced your way through my veins.

Seamlessly take my life in your hands

With your coquetry

Your ethereal sparkle;

Softly glowing gossamer wings too delicate to brush against my

Unworthy callused fingers.

I watch you; so fragile, so delicately

Weaving yourself into my soul as

Malicious undercurrents mingle with flighty giggles

And an airy voice's teasing song.

I beg for you to release me;

I hate that I've fallen prey to you and

I no longer live for myself, but

Rather for the excruciating sensation of

An acid green liquid

Washing down my throat and

Stealing my soul

As you hold me prisoner

And I endlessly drown in

(Sparkling.

Yearning.

Wanting.

Pleading.

Crying.)

You.