A cure for every disease

The light within my sight

Dragging with him, expertise

Full of medicines alike

His mysterious demeanor

Acts as a magnet, pulls

My mind feeling cleaner

Reaching to him in lulls

Without his pull on me,

I surely might die

Metaphorically or literally,

Only he can decide

For both would be true

As he keeps me so stable

I wouldn’t have a clue

On my own, i’m not able