Life is formed from attraction,
Led all necessary into action.
Light where it was dark,
Water where there wasnt a drop,
Compassion when in pain,
Endless empires, all aimed to claim.
All these were formed by attraction,
Some in good while some not.
Yet at the start and end of every day,
It’s attraction that keeps all in play.
No moon to brighten the nights,
No rain to fall and quench the lands,
No birds to fly back to home,
No heart to protect the throne,
No warmth in cold winter nights,
No lips to ever find their counter parts,
No smiles to greet their reflection,
No embrace to set in motion,
No eyes to seek their prey,
Not a hair to ever turn grey.
Attraction, unchained it all,
Composer of all smile and cry,
My enemy towards evil,
Brother in arms during love and war,
Attraction unveiled your face,
Opened my heart,
To face the night.
To make a stand and win the fight.
To attraction I swear.
Life without it, would be merely a bowl of grey – dead clay.
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