Meltdown

When I think of you
it’s like eating ice cream
too quickly
a total brain freeze
where my thoughts
my words
do not coincide with speech
a normal person speaks

you’re like hypothermia
to my hypothalamus,
cerebral cortex,
cerebellum,
all things that reside inside my head

the breath stops
the words stop
the brain freeze begins

but my heart burns
like a lantern in the dark
and I wait for the ice to melt.

I just keep waiting.