I CAN’T STAY AWAY FROM YOU

I’m more than a body—

born with a stringer lode

of iron ore in my bones.

It gives me

the sense of direction

of a seagull.

Some say I’m a stalker

when I nuzzle around

the harmony of triangularity—

Andromeda, Perseus

and Aries.

I’m mesmerized by

the gravitational pull

that creates a tidal bulge—

magnet clings to magnet

in luminous stillness.

I’ll never be a rolling stone.