it's the little things baby
the pacing while on the phone
the smile stretched too far
the messy hair you don't care about
the rough yet soft hands
those shoulders , my god
it's the constellation on your back
the look in your eyes
that look
it's all of you
the little things
that's pulling me deeper
and deeper
into you
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
