I seek the thrills
with hope that it fills
my deepest desires
to reach ever higher
its taste is reflected a
need like a drug
that ultimate initial first high
that can never be reached
but with my addiction
I can never say goodbye
hoping to complete the thrill of what I seek
flesh upon flesh
I will never rest
hearts broken at best
unable to lie still and rest
as my chest pounds
for my wants and thirst
that hounds my soul
without it I feel as if I have spent thirty days
in a hole for I am a prisoner of my own lust
never able to trust in my own decisions
But I must for how can I live
without a woman's touch
Thomas
AKA
Rogue