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Jul 2016
These things that we're attracted to

the magnet

that pulls me to you,

the energy that flows

through

you to me




in turn

we turn the world around

the sky becomes

our hallowed ground

these are the

things

that we're

attracted to




you breathed your name.

I shouted out

and love was

is

it's all about

these are the

things

that we're attracted to




and when the moon seduced the sun

the magnet, stronger pulls us on.

the night that pulls me closer in

to you




the dawn that broke through hallowed ground

became the sound of your heartbeat

these are the things

attracting me to you.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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