Poem — ‘A’ Is For Attraction

Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor.

Any armour I adorned,

Has been undone, it has been torn.

Most magnetic is the mystery.

My mind is mute from misery,

As my heart mends from the lover before.

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A’ is for attraction,

The feeling of acceptance,

Of an emotion more alien and more raw.

The feeling I have for you,

With the most painful kind of hope,

That you had it for me too, and not her.