"Another poem?" The envious will say/ "He's insane!" I'll hear it in the hallways/ But how can I explain your warm way?/ Something that the losers won't understand/ Your electricity runs through my being/ Filling every corner of my soul/ The landscape in my window is you/ That excites me and also calms me/ And, if one day, the Fates intervene?/ To make the Prophecy remain/ I'll change everything they decide/ I'll make them cry and suffer night and day/ Until you are eternally m&u/ Because I am already eternally t&u!