Magnetic. A poem.

Feel me here: antediluvian, lumbering. As unlike as we are, an inordinate attraction like opposite magnetic poles, dragging us together like merciless luna tides. Your lightning source code will tame this savage beast, magnetic moments designed to simulate a halcyon dream of mesmerism and strident yearning. I am alone with you, and you are allContinue reading “Magnetic. A poem.”