connecting*the*dots

my head is spinning and i don’t know why
ok, that’s not true, matter of fact it’s a lie
you turned my world completely upside down
made this big city feel like a small town
intimate feelings
a gentle touch
a chill demeanor
coming through in the clutch
but the hours are passing by like days
i’m feeling lost out, confuzed, in a haze
ever searching for your eyes
needing to feel your warmth, feel your wise
hands on my face
your lips on my taste
buds
blossoming wide
it’s impossible to hide
the fluttering in my gut of monarchs abound
i love this big city
but i’m falling for this town.