I need to learn a new language to express how you can make me experience living,

In English I search for words and apply new meanings by feel,

A blind man in a maze reading the walls by touch,

Led by the lights I feel within,

You're opioid.

You are the golden explosion of energy too locked away by daily exposure to mediocrity,

You release it for me to feel.

You are the key to a room where I can remember a way I was,

Your texts light up more than my phone,

You're electrical.

You escape the ink in my pen.