Who Are You Reading My Poem $ilently AND Smiling?

Adrenaline so high but still can feel my testosterone boost,can you turn it into permanent oxytocin?

Oh! Boy my bad habit of biting my chapped lips, licking them up on street,surely I'm gonna sued one day,incase you wanna be my permanent lip balm.

I can feel the chaos in your infinite calm.

What kind of bad habit I'm allowing in my self, listenting to IMGGYB, what a song!

Behind the close door when two fire collides,who cares if it goes all wrong?

But,that's the trend and once you done,it actually fades.

But I know how to dive in different unknown dimensions of yours, actually Hard-corer,my love is so deep red.

I might not smile,those stubborn cheeck fats,but I won't mind to show you how I laugh like a kid.

Oh boy! Feel each line,where are my sensation s,can you guess? It's a h*t read.

Is it true the more you are calm outside the more demonic is your fullmoon roar?

If I never been so intense,failed half way,might be too much confusion was their, painting you like the incognito noise,I don't even need a floor.

That numbness in Adams apple,as if next day is my final exam's result,oh! anxiety or fantasy?whatever, kicking in.

Who are you guy? So mysterious still so known! Reveal yourself before it's too late,it's useless to be unseen.

Real thrill is to chase life together, holding each other like nuclear force, combination of the sacred movement I'm upspin you are downspin.

After we get lost in each other,will you stay? Or get lost into the air of new year,smokes of ciggerates,extra thin!?