My Addiction

My drug can be common.
My drug can be old.
My drug comes in sizes.
My drug can't be sold.

My drug is addictive.
My drug is so whole.
My drug has no bounds.
My drug can't be stole.

My drug has no price.
My drug has much reach.
My drug can be strong.
My drug can be weak.

My drug can be found.
My drug can be true.
My drug can't tell lies.
My drug feeds off you.

My drug is not Heroin.
My drug is not speed.
My drug is not coke.
My drug is not weed.

My drug can be found, in the strangest of places.
Though the same name it owns, it bares many faces.

My drug, my addiction.
My drug, my affliction.
My drug, found my heart.
My drug, formed the start.

The start of a relation, the start of my life.
This drug found the one. This drug changed my life.

This drug shared interests.
This drug showed me faith.
This drug you might ask, does it have a face?

No is the answer.
More like a gift from above.
My gift is your grace.
My drug is called LOVE.

~Larko