KEN Mode
The Romanticist
When you've got that beat in your head
And you can't stop, can't stop, can't stop rolling
Hot, sweating, absent to all but one
And fixated beyond all comprehension
This is it and you're all that exists
Aand you feel it too
This magnitude, more than mere attraction
But an epitome of passion
That words are incapable of describing
And unhinges your very essence
And we'll bask in its intense rays 'til waking hours
When I'll meet you on the other side of bliss
Hoping that we'll never awaken from this insanity
It's our shared catharsis