Magnetic pull

I was thrown from the pedestal
to the cold floor
scattered about like
a pile of tempered pins

My mind rushed to all directions
attempted to secure a clearance
pleaded for calm and still respite

You showed up
like a magnetic field
allowed the space and silence
pulled my head straight
towards you
my being reunited before
I made the final dash to you

Our hands and feet
foreheads and noses
lips and chins
mountains and valleys
all intertwined in
the voltex of
magnetic pull

Morning glory

at the first flecks of daybreak
the sacred incense is a burning swirl
the lock and key ceremony is underway
in the company of subtropical rain