Thoughts chase each other
And hide from one another
In my cluttered, chaotic mind.
A cold, burning chill runs up my spine.
I sense his deceptive presence.
His voice is deep and full of resonance
Like the thundering of cannons being fired.
I immediately know that i am in dire
Need of the Threesome's shelter.
My brain now races helter-skelter.
The evil one offers a much longed for chance
If i will accept his temptation to dance.
If i do, i must give up my sparkling new romance.
I think i would rather have my heart lanced!