You’re not sweaty because of my sweat,
The heat from my body, warm, yes, but not the reason
My diligence in the spot I could’ve taken for granted has given cause
For your perspiration; you quickly wipe the wetness from your eyes to stay in the feeling, my motion. Those eyes that I look into – I see you, not a means to an end.
In between those hips that aged the glances of men to stares in the space of seconds that I laughed with my friends over, drinking cheap beers in the hallways of our mothers’ buildings. In the back of my mind shaking my head at the lies I was telling. I knew I’d have your back, would never leave you behind to fend for yourself.
I push and dive, you flow and ebb, smiling in gratitude at your own efforts being heard. I listen for your gold, put my ears to your lips. They hum with the song of reaching a peak hand in hand, meeting the sun’s light as it bursts along the horizon of what we came to do. And what we are is done, but not finished. We’ve got more tandems to enjoy

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