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around the eyes

you look tired, my dear,
a little peaked around the eyes,
a little pinched around the mouth…
are you well?

i am, i am well,
thank you,
and i am tired,
but i am worn through
for all the right reasons.

there was fresh air to
and birdsong to hear,
there were beetles to say hello to,
flowers to admire,
sunset reflections in
stagnant ponds
that caught the world,

there were words to speak,
laughs to have,
blisters to be gained
from too many steps,
too many miles,
in cheap shoes.

an offering of love,
warm skin,
hard muscles and rough hands,
deep breaths and soft sighs…

sleep, when it finally arrived,
was well earned;
i have earned my tired eyes.

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