Wolfwhistle

A bomb shoots through the air

Speeding to a crash, 
Hit us like an antidote.

I feel it right, here you said
And I gulped as you declared. 
Now, I cry at the moon at night, 
I hope you can hear, that I am there.

I do well i quiver,
With the wolf whistle 
That means I like  you
Lingering, stinging in the inside. 

Rings underline the moon, 
Whilst I noisily howl, 
We are Saturn and stars,
Me and you,
Fatal right there. 
Enclosed, drawn together, searching under our blankets, to crisp white air.