she bought me a zoobombs t-shirt

love is a moment of sheer terror
when you've lost her in the crowd
and your heart skips a beat
and your head is but a well-oiled swivel
begging to find a flash of her bare shoulder
one that could belong to no other
a lonely, dizzying moment at the comfort zone
everything frighteningly magnified under black light
sticky floors swallowing each step in luminescent molasses debris
gentlemen reg takes the stage
and the crowd swells in a furious tangle
you wonder if she's eying the room in desperation for your messy electric hair
fluttering chords slam your ribs as the walls roll and tilt and sway
for a minute there, you lost yourself
when you lost her in that crowd
and right then, as both of your highs reach the ocean sky
and the sea parts for a tiny instant
you spot her there
between the blurring heads
her eyes already fixed on you
she is a beautifully sound structure
and you race to each other like magnetic bees
only better
and you say, "i love you" and smile
and she says she loves you and smiles
and you hold each others eyes
for this is the first time either of you have said it
and you both know that both of you mean it
and both of you feel it
and you know that love is a moment of sheer panic
because you know now that you can never live without it