Excerpt by Nicola An 

creative writing, literary, literature, love, poem, poetry

​These will persistently be

 slow-motion nights, 

pausing in the middle

of the racetrack;

taking the loss

without furthering

and you may limply

resort to reluctance

Love will be the moving

vigor, your burning fervor
No matter how long,

no matter how slow,

Love will always

command you to go

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