Flesh

I like taking my conceptual physics class just for fun. What I wind up doing is taking a few words out of what topic he's discussing, and trying out a poem. It usually winds up completely different than how I expected, but usually quite pleasantly.
Today's topic was magnetism and electric fields, in case you couldn't tell.






We felt to wander through the night;
We could smell the coming rain,
There was no-one else in sight;
No rules and no restraints.

Simple energy, Charge in motion

That's when the lightning broke,
The wind and rain came hitting hard,
A branch crashed down off an oak,
So we cut across a yard.

Magnetic, Pure vibration

We came upon an abandoned school;
Where knights and dragons roamed no more,
Knowing now what we'd come to do;
We broke inside through the back door.

Electric current, Undulation

That's when I took you, in those empty halls,
Lovecraftian verses enscribed on your arms,
You walked to me, your skirt falling back to the floor;
Bare moonlight on your naked flesh - you nearly glowed

Atomic matter, Raw Attraction

I had you in the night, our heat pressed to the marble floor,
I bent to kiss your sweat; the tinge of salt was warm,
Your ragged breath drew in, your nails dug in my form,
All in tune to the drum of the pounding thunderstorm

All we are is charge in motion