tiny

galaxy

There was a giggle and a flash of a smile,
Red-tinged and wild for the release
Of something she’d prefer not to show
And couldn’t help but let go.
And behind the eyes
The simple phrase, a tiny
“I think he likes me.”
And it struck lightly a blow
To my soul, memorized and remembered,
Of the moment I realized that of You.
Something so infinite
Capsuled in a feeling so tiny
That it was the only place it could fit.

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