There's a feeling...

There's a feeling
That's a little like
Paranoia, but not scary.

Like the way
You speak Spanish
To me when you're happy

Or the way
The thunderstorm
Strikes in the valley

And the way
John and Jules
Never get weary

Like the way
To a room
In your memory

Like a locked
Corridor
With no entry

The smell of
chloroform