You’re beautifully inviting. I’m playing with danger; ignoring the logic that tells me to be afraid of the sting. The current pulls me closer. I can’t control where I am going. Drowning with a desperation for air; I pull away only to be pulled back with cosmic force. You’re dangerously inviting. Forget about thinking. Forget about breathing. Forget about logic. I reach out to touch you and let the current take over.