This is what happens

when a volcano becomes active.

Lava runs through my veins,

static on my skin,

a glow on my cheeks from within.

And that’s just from thoughts,

of you.

When you’re around, the slightest touch

sets me ablaze.

Every nerve ending feels like hot wire,

and you, the source of my desire.

Inspiration: “Skin a tingle when I ring you pon the phone” from “Flight Plans” by Protoje.