At times, you are as vivid as the hue of the wine

At times, as hazy as I feel from the wine

At times, your eyes read my soul through and through

At times, they are as blank as no clue

At times, you are my life and my whole wide world

At times, a tiny speck that I wonder if I know

At times, your arms are like a warm, safe home

At times, the chains that keep me from moving on

At times, your Love’s a drug that carries me through

At times, my nemesis, a drug still though.