The Magnet – A Poem

Is it the brush of our hands

The soft touch of your lips

The hard press of our bodies

The gentle pull of two hearts

That makes me feel this way?

Is it the sound of your voice

The blue of your eyes

The smile upon your face

The warmth of your skin

That draws me in
Closer and closer each day

Until I can no longer tell

Where I end and you begin

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