My Soul

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Why does my soul love the things it loves?
Why does my soul yearn for the things it does?
Why do I love cigar boxes and journals?
Why do I love long hot showers and pistachio ice cream?
Why do I love booths instead of tables?
Why do I love pens and the way they write?
Why do I love gum and toothpicks and pocket knives?
Why do I love to get my hair washed after a haircut?
Is it because it’s not my hands doing the work?
Why does my soul love the things it does?
Why do I like being in the cold under a warm blanket or coat?
Why does it love one thing and not the other, why this and not that?
Why does my soul love the things it does?
How does my soul decide down to the smallest of details what it desires?
And why and how did it decide on you?
Why does my soul love you the way it does?
What about you pulls and tugs?
Is it because of the way you look or smell or act?
Why does soul love the things it loves?