she bends and reaches
water runs down her bare back
hair slaps her skin
eyes cast away
no one will notice now
if tears do come
he sits and punches words
long hands quick, trained
feels a stirring on the edge
his soul hears her echo
he goes to wash his face
and notices the tears that come
she looks up eyes blank
wonders if he knows
he listens water dripping
wonders where she is
and for one small moment
they are liquid together
