Beyond these Eyes

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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