The Rush
By Captain Deviant
To catch the Rush,
Be kissed and touched,
By loving hands,
And felt the thrill.
While the fires,
Caught me sleeping,
Caught me weeping,
At the wheel.
Forced to change,
To feel such pain,
And fight this force,
Against my will.
My mind did grow,
My thoughts a row,
I could not tell,
The weird from real.
By Captain Deviant
To catch the Rush,
Be kissed and touched,
By loving hands,
And felt the thrill.
While the fires,
Caught me sleeping,
Caught me weeping,
At the wheel.
Forced to change,
To feel such pain,
And fight this force,
Against my will.
My mind did grow,
My thoughts a row,
I could not tell,
The weird from real.
fiendclub:
I'm keen on the prose. Winter is coming. Cute thread. Cute guy. 