In Motion

He was like the moon
and I, like the sun.
And with each passing glance
the curiosity grew stronger,
and with each interaction
the attraction, the pull, felt harder.
And with every new thing I learnt,
the more I wanted the night to last forever.

 

This poem was inspired by an art piece by James R Eads Illustrations that I saw, here.

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