Simple kindness.
He remembered when he was a young man.
He sat at the foot of his bed.
Gabby stood before him.
She lowered her dress to the ground.
He saw her naked for the first time.
He looked at her smile, her sonrisa, and it was as if the sun had risen on him.
He looked at her brown skin, and it was as if the rich soil of the countryside had opened itself to him.
He looked at her body and couldn’t breathe for a moment for it was as if all of the beauty of the world had fallen on him.
They didn’t speak, only held each other with tender solicitude.
Simple kindness.
- Trevor Scott Barton, Poems for a Brown Eyed Girl, 2022
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