Shall I compare thee to a nuclear bomb?
Atomic explosion, within your smile,
But no pink glow, just “Boom!” and then it’s gone,
The effect outlasts You by a long while.
Destroyed by heat, 10 million tonnes TNT,
Contained in your kisses, e’en through the phone,
Indiscriminately violent, your love for me.
Though my health improved, I’m still vomiting
Pools of blood, soak the floor, begin to seep,
Cast permanent stains on me, positing
Questions about my presence – I can’t sleep.

On the horizon, the glow, miles away,
Meaning one thing – you are “in love” again.