From Jon, the word is “profound”.
This is what I came up with:
Even though I am warm
It makes me shiver
And these old eyes
Dance with youthful vigour
In this crowded room
Finding a plateau of quiet silence
Within you I find
Your creative genius
It makes me crave
Like a rumble before the storm
Driving this Perfectionist Devil
It overcomes and overwhelms
Liberating my satisfied fullness
Leaving me empty
To be filled again