Insane.

You’re driving Me a bit insane.

At the front of My brain.

Day in.

Day out.

No clue what this is about.

"Just wait and see"

A voice whispers to Me.

"Don’t stress,

Baby,

You’re being seen."

"Give Them a show.

You have that glow.

The essence.

The fizz.

Then add spice in the mix."

"Go be where you saw Him.

The world of illusion.

Delusion.

Confusion.

Be direct. 

Tell him you like Him."

You’re driving Me a bit insane.

At the front of My brain.

Day out.

Day in.

It’s crazy.

Bizarre.

No clue who You are.

But the paradox is,

I’ve met You before.

But not here.

Not now.

Not in this body.

Your body 

Oof.

Navigate Me there.

Let Me stare.

Let Me gaze in Your eyes,

Again.

For the first time.

Kitchen counter.

Red wine.

Your hands found My thighs.

And Your lips are on mine.

Pull My hair.

Direct My head.

To the left.

Reveal my neck.

Take a bite.

Twilight.

Heavy breathing.

Oof the f e e l i n g.

Of You

Of Me.

This is crazy.

We’ve never even met.