Strange Hypnotic Attachments (a poem by Solomon)

Embarked on an odyssey of enchantment, we find. A woven incantation, inescapable, undefined. A mystical tether, tugging and pulling. A nebulous sensation, the soul's gentle lulling.

Not just a spell, but magic profound. A covert potency, hidden, unbound. A link crafted in ethereal domains. A resilience binding, like unyielding chains.

A magnetic lure, compelling and bold. An embrace forceful, ceaselessly told. To resist its allure, a daunting task. A cosmic waltz, where fate and longing unmask.

In a surreal spectrum, obscure and strange. Where visions entwine, in a mystic exchange. Illusory feelings, whispers of the night. A bond transcending sight's finite might.

Beyond mere dreams, a surreal vision unfolds. A cascade of emotions, in vibrant holds. Vague sensations, like dawn's fleeting mist. A bond transient, yet insistently kissed.

In the grasp of this enchantment's sway. The meaning eludes, ever in play. To break free, a Herculean might. A bond veiled, in the shadows of light.

Thus in this dance of magic, we remain. Struggling to flee, yet forever enchained. A blend spun from threads of enigma's art. A bond everlasting, in the soul's tender heart.