My mind is swaddled tightly
In wool by your look;
Your smell is the cotton ball crammed
Over my tongue.
Your laugh is what ties my laces
Together, conspiring
      to trip me.
The way your chest heaves with breath
Is the dampness in my palms,
And the elegance of your brilliance
Is the torrent to
      extinguish the fires of my
            mind. A spark; a sizzle.