Hearts bend,

Twist, elasticate, stretch,

Compelling for sweet sweet sunlight

Hoping to photosynthesize their soul,

Adapt to their own survival,

Against the dying of the light.

Blind dates, alone in the dark,

Combusting your standards

Like a rose in nitrogen oxide

Dead-fully shattering.

And you think she's never good enough,

For you, yes she does.

Take your time,

Shaving your legs on a Friday night

People are talking about you

A tissue culture you want to be a part of

Inoculate the cool people

Epidemic of you and what you did last night.

And what do you think of yourself,

Spent too long looking at her

In a telescope, the fusion of you and her,

Does not burn as bright as your spectral lines

She doesn't understand what you see in her,

But for your own sake,

Yes, she does

And now your dying in your own breath

Learning how to breathe again.

The battle of red blood cells vs white

Your pathogen becoming lymphocytes

All of the conceivable ways to think of you

And you think she doesn't know it.

Yes, she does.