Mystical Magnetism
The moment you walked into the room,
we were so in tune—
I felt our breaths shaking,
hearts palpating,
hesitant smiles,
twinkling eyes.
Silence engulfed us:
charged, erratic, uncertain,
But still, my feet moved toward you—
like a moth to light,
waves to shore,
bird to sky,
a destination to a long lost traveller,
home to a vagabond's scattered thoughts.
-Vagabond
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