Illusions of nuclear covalence
accentuate assumptions fairly made.
My presence fills a gap of faith.

Never one to split an atom, I’m
only sometimes sharing a few electrons
testing the extent of chemical cohesion.

Tonight might become a mockery of molecules
hovering on the edge of existence.
Entire futures rest in our hearts and hands.

Does it ever cross your mind, the bonding,
after electronegativities attract or repel?
Dipoles denied, my lonely little nucleus.