The Absolute Poet

So you've taken a sudden fancy to being a magnet's opposite pole, have you?
Which pole would you be, tell me?
If you do become the opposite pole in polarity...just according to position,
then I suppose I'll become that pole's magnetic field!
You'll understand then, how it feels!

Try breaking free from my area then, if you can!
No, no...don't go confusing it with electromagnetic fields!
But even if you do, what of it?
You will confuse them, won't you? Okay!
Then I'll cut through water's viscosity and pull you right out of there!
Still haven't recognized me, have you?

I fell asleep last night after saying so much...
Did any comprehension catch your eye?
Oh no!—isn't that your answer?
What can be done!
It's all my fate!
Still, if even one reply should come,
or even if the message is just seen without a response,
why I melt away in such rapture, forgetting everything...
only the Almighty knows!

And you don't take it...yes, speak up, speak up...isn't this the very opportunity you seize?
You know you're quite the rascal, don't you?
But moving away from me
isn't all that easy either, you see, sir? Whatever you may do!

There we go! See how I've turned into a poet again, completely!
What else can I do, tell me!
Say, what other way have you kindly left...for me...yes?