Foot Work For Singles

Poetry

Instead of looking for you I’ll stay busy

Forget distance reigns

Moving too fast to look around at changing trees

Don’t talk to me heart, I’m too busy

I’m too busy

Surely I’ll make it, buried in obligations with constant focus changes

Can’t catch me slipping if my scenery transitions before I settle in.

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