Surrender

My heart yearns for a romantic numbness –
like the one I felt when you kissed me 
with those lips soaked in tangerine..
                                       
Between this burning desire and longing, 
the only semblance of peace I find
is in the memory of us 
holding each other like passion raved renegades

And I wonder, how we ever found that place,
 beyond this rabid infestation called sanity,
where fought and fought till we owned each other

only to surrender.