[Attraction & Electricity]

  We all want that one love....the look across the room, capturing each other's eyes, not out of possession or sexual response alone, but a secret dimension only shared by two individuals attracted by a certain unique electricity.

 The flow of atoms stops, become suspended, inanimate, and suddenly explode but you both are motionless, speechless, drowning out whatever obsequious conversation being that holds you under siege. Of course you don't want to be rude but at that point it's no longer under your control. Your body then starts to burn as a phosphorous bulb, becomes unstable as sodium out of kerosene, You are hoping, begging that they break eye contact and at the same time, you're hoping that time can stop, just for that moment, and that moment could last forever, that that moment could be the story of you.


  Everything now is black and white, the room is still, even if you've been drinking, your lucidity is as though you've been drinking a Hemingway Cocktail, a death in the afternoon.....and that sums up your night, that time, that moment, that very single moment of death is a sweet one. Somehow you know, those long nights of watching Netflix alone will soon come to an end, writing blogs for the lonely hearts club, eating scrambled eggs, posting on Facebook hoping someone has the bad taste to text you back. Now someone will post statuses and innuendos about you, text you back, cuddle with you as you fall asleep watching documentaries on Netflix.

  Despite the intuition, despite the obvious burning like a roman candle a lit in your viscera, your legs don't agree with you and you're hoping that if you stand there, remain in full view, motionless, the urge shared between you two isn't as powerful as to cause them too to remain still. Humans crave affection, connection, it's innate, involuntary, a dimension like a sinkhole that refuses to release you, those boats against the tide that Fitzgerald spoke of and eventually, your arms gets tired, your body fatigued and who'll be there to save you from that inevitable sink?

.......they come over, that slow stroll that seems an eternity.

"I'm glad you are here tonight."

Dontrell Lovet't