i watched him,
as he slowly disappeared
somewhere in the horizon
and i was now
visible to everyone.
i never met him,
i never knew what he really
looked like
i always saw
little glimpses of his form.
people always talked about
his celestial beauty,
and so i wished for us to collide
so i can see him, at least for one second.
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collide
Puisi'the moon and the sun...they were never meant to collide, but wouldn't it be spectacular if they did?' a poem book full of angst, self love, depression and the things that are happening right here and right now in this world.
