Dear Sulphur,

It has been years

since we last met.

You used to tease me on our dates,

arriving in different disguises.

Never once did I mistake

You

For Another.

Never once did I forsake

You

For Another.

 

Many came along in that ‘period’

But we stood the test of time;

the wrath of Father

whose arms

You Burned

disguised as a Strong

Concentrated Acid.

 

I still stood by You.

 

They say, lovers never forget

each other’s scent.

 

But

 

You had a different one

every time we met.

After our fights,

You would

spitefully come to me

Bound to two hydrogens.

I would still savour your scent

without wincing.

Oh! you were such a fool

For Your Brothers, Selenium

and Tellurium

were better off at

romancing Two hydrogens.

 

You always knew it, didn’t you?

That

You were Mine then

And

You are Mine Now.

P.S.    I love you.