Not even sure this makes any sense. My brain is half-asleep :-P

The taste and texture of lusty, swooning pop songs is far more pleasing to my palate when I'm feeling love personally. As if, before, my ears could only identify that the flavor was simply sweet.  But when the palate is prepped by a pumping heart, the ear drum trembles along with the low, chocolaty beats; smooth, round, soft yet robust. Sweet but hearty. The treble trilling suddenly seems not shrill but tart and tooth-achingly sugary; an acidic sharp warbling in my jaw. The soft background tones that were once drowned out and faded are still subtle but far more identifiable and enjoyable. They're dewy, moist, and soft like cotton. Slightly sweet but stable and ever-present.