Destiny

it was not the sonic

boom of my heart ex-

ploding when i first

saw you, nor the sweat

raining down my arms

that could have warned

me you would always

push the right buttons

just a little farther,

more frequently

for i was delicate

gunpowder seasoned

sitting ripe waiting

for ignition, and you

were hot-wired voltage.

together destined

to blow it all

sky high.