I was feeling feverish,
dizzy and drunk,
stumbling, strumming
sensational jams in my bedroom,
my mind on you,
reminiscing about the way
you make my heart
burst into brilliant hues.

You were an ardent star with spark,
a sugariness that settles in my cells,
a vivid richness, a hot tartness,
an electric passion escalating
into instantaneous stages,
creating a variation
of unchained equations
in my existence.

I was too obsessed with you,
incessantly thinking of how amazing
it would be if we were
on the same frequency,
lying together in my bed,
the comfy sheets covering our bodies,
feeling your warm, passionate kisses on my neck,
telling me that I was the best thing
that you had ever had.