How can you have butterflies in the belly for someone you barely know?
The kind that takes you by surprise yet feels so needed
How can you gnarl and purr in comfort just because of their presence?
The mind takes a trip to cloud nine and produces oxytocins to savor the moments
How can her smille play on repeat on my mind like a hypnotizing broken record?
Her inevitable whereabouts is inside my head, she lives there rent free
Have I seen you before in another life or a parallel universe?
Because the touch of your palms gives me de ja vu
The writings on the wall are clearer than potent hieroglyphics
Her words are stupefying and entrancing
Her arms are snug and solace wrapped with goosebumps
Its embellished in positive intensity like tension to a clandestine sindicate
Bending this once frigid heart to her will...