My friend asked me, who's your girl
Is she a mystery? I'm keen to solve.

My gestures are changing,
so are my thoughts
My heart says she's here
But my brain, "Nah"
my senses say you're talking with her
But my words, "don't know".
She has this marvelous power of
keeping me intact, stacked with love.
Vibrations of my larynx
constantly take her name,
But this uncooperative tongue
washes away everything.
Flow of my blood depicts
flow of her mysterious love
but valves inside my veins
stops it in the way to heart.
Don't know who's she,
will my brain ever reveal her name?