Sometimes I hate you
As I'm sure you hate me
But there is no hate without passion
And oh, the passion!
A passion full of permission
You do as you please
It is perfect for me
Even when it hurts
A pain full of promise
Predicting ecstatic crescendo
Until billions of tiny explosions
Transform me again
Then it's your turn
And I watch your face
Safe in your locked embrace
Breathing your scent
At home