Hivemind: give me a hand.
There was this feeling I had
about this girl
who shall remain nameless
because of the other parties involved.
She made me feel… something.

Was it lust?
Euphoria?
Did I invent a new emotion
to handle the co-mingling of sensations
that rose within me
within her presence?
Could it perhaps be called
shamiphilia?
Or does that already exist?

What did she mean to me,
hivemind, and
could you send me her number?