"You smell like sunshine and gunpowder." ~ Deeks says to himself after his partner (and future wife) walks out the room. From the TV show NCIS: Los Angeles.
Sunshine and gunpowder
By Michelle Morris
18/04/2026
You smell like sunshine and gunpowder
Two of my favourite things
You shine and you burn
You make my heart sing
Never before you
Did anyone reach my heart
Somehow you overran it
With sunshine and gunpowder art
You filled it to overflowing
You completely blew my mind
Every day is an adventure
A meeting of fate and time
How did I get so lucky
How our opposites attract
We're blessed to overflowing
We're blessed to have each other's backs
So much in this world is uncertain
But with you it never wavers
It's a constant in constant change
It's everything I ever prayed for
You smell like sunshine and gunpowder
Two of my favourite things
You shine and you burn
You make my heart sing
I love everything about you
And I thank you being you
Our hearts are free and forever taken
By sunshine and gunpowder true
© Michelle Morris, 2026
None can hide your flair;
The gunpowder must catch fire
And make you shine through.
Do, please, keep your gunpowder,
Where poor I won’t smell it;
Rather what makes me of you prouder,
Prompting solidarity visit …
Your dynamites far Revolution
Are Threatening The Last Evolution
Clearly not a newly discovery
That gunpowder delays recovery.
Also, please, don’t stretch another mile
Emotions that should last a while,
While you say “Nay” to overreaction
Offering mankind scarce protection …
I know our quitting this planet should be slow
And when one tries to make it quicker I know!
Ammonium Nitrate
Acetone Peroxide
Butane
Dynamite
Erythritol Tetranitrate
Gunpowder
Lead Styphnate
Trinitrotoluene
8atha 8atha 8atha.
The frozen flowers are being painted
by an unknown painter.
The butterflies are looking for gunpowder
in the winter
to burn themselves,
to burn these beautiful frozen flowers.
A Chaotic Circle with the power,
with the guns and gunpowder;
It confines everything except stars.
I want to brake these bars!
Without love our only chance is a miracle.
Can we save the butterflies
from this vicious circle?
Can we change the smell of gunpowder?
Can we change the world?
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