MaryaRuth24601

You, my dear, are a bomb

You have reduced me to sheer atoms

With the force of your eloquent words

Stronger than any weapon that the hands of man have produced

And though I have warned you to stay away from me

For while you are nitrogen, I am lithium

And I shall only hurt you if we touch,

You have approached me

And held my trembling form in your arms

And stood, unflinching

In the face of the explosion

Protest, my dear, when I say that you are composed of sheer dynamite

But know that nobody else could have caused such a spark in my heart

As you have