Look at me again
With your face full of stars
And a fantasy of
Lightening-quick impulses
You stalk, a cheetah
Racing through neural tracts
Fantasy-driven
Lightbulb dreams
Basil and coconut
Reminisce in olfactory memories
Of that night under moons
When we said we wouldn't
But did
Thanks to @TySparks8 and @Tigre9001 for these (6) words