Your name is on the tip of my tongue
But I can't seem to spit it out
The sour taste in my mouth is begging me to forget.
Your words travel down my insides
like my favourite little pill that I love to swallow
And suddenly,
I've got a warm, fuzzy feeling.
A warm, fuzzy feeling that engulfs my entire body.
I feel as if I'm human static
clinging to your every heartbeat
Like The incessant white noise on your television.
When our lips form a kiss,
our two worlds collide with each other,
and its every kind of magic.
An explosion of energies.
Our ghosts meet,
and greet each other with warm embrace
as You reach in
and pull my thoughts from inside of me.
And suddenly,
I remember your name
Mr he who shall not be named.
The sour taste in my mouth
has transformed into bittersweet