one.

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by fullestsun

by fullestsun

You sat there,
sketchbook and pencil in hand.
Eyes wandering,
you scanned the area.
It landed on a guy;
all alone.

Baggy shirt,
gladiator sandals.
You stared at him,
your veins overwhelmed with curiousity.

Curiousity.
He just sat there.
I just sat there.
The air was still.
Oh so peaceful.

You told yourself,
I'm drawing the first thing
that captures my attention.
And so, you drew
me.