I feel it
Like the force of a dam
Pulling
Like fishhooks
Under every inch of my skin
Always tugging
Towards you
It makes me wonder
If the rain and light feel the same way
When they collide as we do
Into something beautiful
Like a transformation
Into the smiles
That I can't seem to turn off around you
Every part of me
Full and alive
Tingling with the possibility
Like metal too close to an outlet
Sparking, igniting
When I'm with you
My words stumbling one after the another
In a broken form of English
You seem to understand
Most of the time at least
Acting as though these ramblings are eloquent
Like the wordless exchanges
In quiet spaces
Between only our eyes and smiles
Pulling
A force of gravity
Constant and powerful
You
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA collection of poems I write for fun, shared with all of you. Not really a lot to explain.
