Little Circles

Little circles you walk in
When you're nervous
Always lead you to sit
I was
Trying to write them in the perfect way
But really
I just like them about you
The million things I've seen that make me think of you everyday
Vermilion and green like some platonic earthen glade
Aren't they just like secrets
Nothing keeps in place?
Or are they my adhesive?
Making sure I hold my shape
For you
For you

If the whole world was watching you
Through your phone's lens
What would you say to them?
How would
Any part of your person help the feeling
This will all come to doom?
They will say for certain it's been such a bedeviled age
Buy some thicker curtains and refurnish their estates
How the cynic sees it
Just as it's been made?
Or does he miss everything?
All the little, gorgeous shapes
She makes
She makes



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Allen
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