As my plane touches down on familiar ground
I find myself energized.
The magnetic pull you have on my heart finds it's familiar place, tugging on me from miles away.
Excitement floods my veins like a drug,
Anticipation takes over my brain
And I smile.
I smile in knowing you feel it too,
Knowing my place is here with you,
Knowing these feelings I possess to be true.
Fantastic, magnetic, electric.
YOU ARE READING
Incongruity
PoetryThis is where I will put my poems about my experiences. I just want somewhere to store them. If they resonate with someone, then I'm glad to have at least been a voice of familiarity in a world that feels so full of solidarity. Also I usually only w...
