You sneaked up to me slowly and caught me off guard,
entangling limbs, soul and finally my heart.

You are bittersweet poison and yet so addictive,
bathing in your insanity makes me vindictive.

You are the root to all malicious and evil,
forcing me down in the ivy without retrieval.

You are the toxin that makes me possessive,
our relation is becoming somewhat obsessive.

You are medicine for thoose already hopeless,
putting a simper smile on faces so soulless.

You make me whimper and whine,
as our lips meet in a dance so divine.

Entangle your madness with the asylum within,
lets howl at the moon until we meet as Ivy and Quinn.