A dangerous mix

She's a mixture
of sweet juice
that warms my belly
Makes me silly
Makes me happy

Too much though and I begin to worry
Because beside the juice is a toxin, a venom, a poison
That we both fear. And it
makes me weary and it
makes me scared

But it doesn't ever stop me
from mixing myself a glass
downing it whole
warming my belly into worry
because that sweet juice
and that dangerous toxin
are my everything