This Thing

[John Barnett]

The essence of this thing
It's better than a dream
So silky like a cream
It makes me wanna scream

It hits me like a sting
It makes me wanna sing
I am empowered like a king
Oh to feel the ting

This thing can soothe
Make me feel smooth
Make me hot when I'm cool
And make me look like a fool

I dream up fantasies of you
My mind is engulfed by the residue
Of the infusions of the illusions
That are confusing my brain
Oh sometimes I can feel the pain

Slide into a hole
Try and break the mold
Try to be too bold
And you'll be left in the cold

You entrance my mind
Like no other kind
Sweet woman of mine
Gotta have you all the time

You make me feel good
Make me feel understood
Or confused as ever
You're so clever

This thing has got a hold on me
But I can't get out, I am hungry
You make it better, you make it worse
Is this thing love or is it a curse?

[bloodredtears]

very interesting piece here john...i like it...good job!

[John Barnett]

Thanks Kris

[amberputis]

i too thought it was interesting...good job

[X x K e l Z x X]

Interesting yes...great yes...keep it up John! But exactly what is this "thing"?