so i wiped my hands on my brow
and looked at you from
underneath a shaded furrow,
meaningful.
we did not move.
you stood there, proud and covered in
grime, and soot, and
me.
i stood there, proud and covered in
grime, and soot, and
you.
so you wiped your hands on your brow
and looked at me from
underneath a shaded furrow.
meaning full,
we did not move.
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