Cold showers on Hot days Laying naked in this Indian haze As beads of sweat glide down my cheek I hope I black out, so that I might sleep, to drift me off to a better place Through the debris of outer space Floating through the nebulae Searching for someone to connect retinae Igniting that spark we all yearn to find Both body, soul, and mindΒ Β A connection that feels prehistoric Searching for that one human that makes us feel euphoric