i have been warned by authorities,
i have read in all books and magazines,
i am petro and you are a naked flame,
am a wolverine and you are my moon,
you make me howl, and i scare the ones i love.

You taste sweet on my lips but will sicken me
you make my heart leap, but to cease it you will,
i promise never to talk to you, and i find my self near you
this addiction is worse that thirst for air.

our combination is world war 3,
our articulation is lightening earthquake and hurricane
our future is so grim drains all colours and bleak
but our pull not just magnetic it deadly gravitational

i look at you never kissed you, never had you
i think of you, and pages i write of events not done.
i speak to you, and creepy feelings fill me
as i take another sniff of my human *******