Grapple me and my lightweight heart, As the backbone of this world breaks, As the sun sinks into final submission, But I will never tap on this love out.
Longing is overturned Replaced with a dull sort of fear An impending sadness Beauty, though gleaming with violence Surrounds a thoughtful desire Lust grows and swells Bitter metallic love tastes sweet on starved tongues Blood is no longer just red But stunningly gone
Near weightless to measure Alone a harmless asphyxiant The living keep their distance The dead are drawn to the brilliance Fluorine bonds but it’s a valence I would be the element Krypton If the galaxy were a neuron You would be my fluorine We crave the current Rarely apparent That makes us Flamboyant Transparent