poetry by j matthew waters

gravitational pull

she moved from room to room
her feet never touching the floor
wanting to believe she was real
I pretended we were dancing

lights were low & hopes high
for the very first time I felt like
I was closer than ever to the center
your world gravitating toward mine

june two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “gravitational pull

  1. Beautiful words, John!

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