Just like charges
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    I sat down in the seat next to yours
    On the small bus headed home
    And felt the minor bumps
    Magnify to jolting spasms
    That ricocheted my body closer to yours
    And my head onto your chest.

    And as your hands reach out to steady me
    Your presence envelops mine
    In a welcoming sense of safety.
    My cold tendons liquefy

    In a welcoming sense of safety
    That melts the fatigue
    From my ice cold limbs.

    It is that comfort that draws me in
    Attracts me from infinity;
    But by drawing me in, repels all attraction –
    We are just like charges.

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