The way you make me feel isn’t like
fireworks in the sky
Christmas in July
or blissfully alive.
The way you make me feel is like
the calm before the storm
snow when the weather is warm
or a cloud beginning to form.
And I know this may seem a little
incomplete
bound to repeat
and therefore bound to feel offbeat;
but everything I need to know
is in your eyes
and I recognize
you behind your fallen disguise.