magnetism waves at me
licks and laps
just like the sea
wraps me in sensation
aurora bores
into my pores
a dance of visceral elation
solar winds
blow through my cells
warm the tides of arteries
in gratitude
embrace the swells
foreign frissons
from galaxies
beyond my
comprehension

























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passing over Greenland. I was the only passenger awake.
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I even see amber waves of grain.