Cold turkey

If this is cold turkey,
Then give me apple pie,
I'm addicted to your kiss
Its what gets me by
Touched by your lips
And teased by your fingers
Like ice cream I melt
But it never lingers
It's the things that you say
And the things that you do
Time flies too quick
When I'm high on you
So next time we meet
And I take my time
Its addiction I feel
And its your fault not mine