Magnet Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

She flooded on my screen through rubber insulated cords
causing the copper to come to life with sparks
that generated images of beauty and grace.
It was like looking at happiness in 3-D.
She stood up against the hills and the sea
looking as if she had the face of a thousand ships.
She set herself down on the sand looking up, a smiling youth
with black satin pigtails draped down her shoulders.
She was a fearless beauty in her youth
under the light of the Australian sun.
I wish I knew this girl from start to finish.
I wish I was her betrothed neighborhood boy
who just happened to be her soulmate.
We talk the night away about needs and love.
We bounce off our ideas and enjoy our chats.
She inspires me to be a better person.
She inspires me to be the kind of man I want to be.
I thank her for this, she has shown me the light that
shines from within myself, my soul.
She has confirmed that I am the man I want to be.
This is the man that everyone should be,
the one who is always there to pick up their
loved ones when they are at their lowest points.
She is this magnet that pulls me along to tell me
where to go without saying a word because I know where I want to go
and that is in love with a woman as beautiful as she is.
One who is as complete as she is.