He had only ever known

The dark side of the moon

Absolute zero his home

A continual state of gloom

He was but a mote 

And she a mighty titan

His heart was smote

But how life did brighten

She stole fire from Zeus

A passion’s mighty flame

She became his muse

And He offered her his name

Some things are meant to be 

And others are not

She and flame went from he

But smothers naught

For though Promethium left

She certainly left her mark

Love’s half life a premium bereft

Radioactivity’s a deadly spark

Lucky for him he’ll be okay

And wrap himself in love’s putrefaction 

Because he’s not afraid of decay

As it’s an exothermic reaction


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