I used to think I'm so indecisive,
But now I'm not so sure.
In the first sight, the dipoles dripped glue.
And I've been gripped in the domain since.
Oh, magnet on flesh!
But I think I had a conviction!
Not sure it's not a confusion.
I will cling to the former.
But the coincidences -
The coincidences, of dipoles aligning is only so
When the other pole has come.
And it ceases to coincide.
It becomes a fuse.
Can I see your facade? God!
I would wish to keep it snow,
This time round.
At least, for ever.
©olomunyak
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