*breaking Of The Covalent Bond

I Had seen The union unique Melting completely like a lead A spirit full of glass half is you half is me We drank together to be one and blotting out being two Blowing out independent existence making a covalent bond We were one minstrel singing song sweet in alleys and street A sound boom bang we misunderstood, no more I sing A bone in the throat and forget the rhythm and tune Now I am a poet of pain and melancholy I drink But sorrow, live but without soul, half you Snatched and half with me Dead I see Dream but breaking sound Of cracking sea making A wave tumultuous Threatening Me to tear Apart.