Wood creeks Ignored for their own work. Sweat dollops came from rope tying
Strength of communication: my name was said twenty paces away. Disappointing my feet, they lost their navigation. Cracking my shoulder into someone shorter.
wind past my ears. her safety: my worry.
Bent my knees she did not scream Tree nuts candied in my dreams highlighted her eyes. Smile, with each other.
Pushing her to stand I held her hand
Spoken our trips to previous lands. choosing to be each others