Crooked lines defined aztec designs
Geometry occupied the space
In such beautiful arrangement.
Minuscule, beyond the naked eye
A world I could run to and focus.
Make me read a thousand papers.
I’d be glad to.
Cause I’d do anything to get to you.
Make me sweep the floors,
Do the dirty jobs,
Just so I can get closer.
Like the story of Hugo
and the Eiffel tower.
Apprentice first,
Real profession second.
In too deep
With love of tiny things.
~S.H.~
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