Saturday, February 1, 2014

Magnetic Energy

Every moment flashes like lightning
Gathering dust clouds in a field
Magnetic energy in a wasteland
What is false and what is real

You took me down and said it was instinct
You brought the powers from within
All that’s left is a memory or two
Everyone else has left without me and you

I couldn’t believe this was the real thing 
I never thought this is how it would be
Chemical waters dance in a rainbow
First I had none, then we had three

Every moment flashes like lightning
Gathering dust clouds in a field
Magnetic energy in a wasteland
What is false and what is real

©1/9/14 Bruce Clifford

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