UPDATE!

Yes, I’m in a hat made of Heineken cans.

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“Been blinking at my screen now six hours when you come in, but I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes. Your smile lights up the room. “I’m yours,” you said, and I reached through and kissed you - just once, very carefully, as if you’d break and shatter away in a million lost breaths. We’re glowing, I tell you. We are a swarm of radioactive bees destined for the sun. There’s nothing between us anymore - no walls, no cars, no million miles. You’re mine, baby. You’re all mine.”

Just a song with those lyrics. I’m a fan of Jimmy Eat World love songs and the like, but the recipient is a bit more of a punk person. Somewhere in that spectrum…

I hadn’t written it with a chorus, just as a straight poem, but I can see using the last bit (”There’s nothing between us anymore - no walls, no cars, no million miles. You’re mine, baby. You’re all mine.”) for a little repetition.