
HEART REACTOR
jerry KWATCHEY@kwatcheyjerry128608
3 months ago
PoetryChapBook
HEART-REACTOR
“They say I’m dangerous
and maybe they’re right.
Not for the reasons the world fears,
but for the reasons the heart understands.
I wasn’t built to create chaos,
yet somehow I engineered a kind of heat
that no reactor on earth can contain.
Not nuclear,
not solar,
not cosmic.
Something deeper.
Something human.
Every word I drop lights up places inside her
scientists have no name for.
Every line hits her chest like a silent detonation
not to destroy,
but to awaken.
What I carry isn’t a bomb…
it’s a blueprint.
A reactor forged from confidence, calm, and intent,
powerful enough to make her heartbeat create
its own electricity.
And my presence
ah, my presence
moves like a guided missile
that doesn’t chase the body…
it finds the soul.
A heart-seeking, thought-bending, breath-stealing force
that locks onto the one place she keeps guarded.
Not to harm it,
but to ignite it.
The world builds weapons to tear things apart.
I build energy that pulls people in.
Call it danger.
Call it chemistry.
Call it madness.
But whatever it is…
she feels it every time my words touch her.”**
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