I have walked in this city
Calmly lethal, it is electricity —
Do I, dear heart whisper it to my head
That you will yet again on this path tread?
Current ripples run through my spine.
How do I defend your irregular beats
The deafening crescendo and the mercurial
Diminuendo hand-made by the shock
Of this very hour?

You had seen her before dear heart
The butterflies were just eggs
Did they grow in gloom of the night?
For the voltage flies like a kite
I have walked in this perplexity
Deja vu! It gags my spirit —
You will break again and she will
Take her share of the shard like others,
Run, and leave me in shock!.