How I Became The South Pole Poem by Dorotea Sever

One time you said you don't do love
I said I don't do love either
Perhaps it was my desperation
Perhaps it was your coldness
Perhaps it was pure logic
We both didn't do love
We were both north poles of the same magnets
We pushed each other far more than
We brought each other closer
Perhaps it was my coldness
Perhaps it was your desperation
Perhaps it wasn't logic
But somehow you turned me into south pole
I could not push you any further
I was attracted..