You are a vortex in
the vast sea of life,
a spinning whirlpool,
a point I gravitate toward.
You are the magnet
of my life, attracting
my body, made of metal—
there's no escape from this fate.
No matter how much I try
to get really far away, to forget you
and escape from you,
I'll always end up going back
to where you are.
And I like it.
Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 5:21 AM UTC
You are a vortex in
the vast sea of life,
a spinning whirlpool,
a point I gravitate toward.
You are the magnet
of my life, attracting
my body, made of metal—
there's no escape from this fate.
No matter how much I try
to get really far away, to forget you
and escape from you,
I'll always end up going back
to where you are.
And I like it.
"Querencia" is a Spanish word meaning "a certain person or place from which someone feels a sense of refuge or comfort, and to which they want to go; or that same feeling"
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Copyright: Shattentraumer, 2026. Licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/). Original: https://hellopoetry.com/poems/5286794/querencia
