Electricity is funny.
It repels and attracts.
It creates fields
And shocks them when they grow too close.
Every time I walk past you.
Every time we touch.
Every time you're near.
There's always a static field.
Come break the static.
When you're ready,
I'll wait
For our charges to find common levels.
For our fields to link.
For the shock to start a spark.
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