La Mirada

She sits on the edge of the bed,

With her knees tucked under her chin.

“Give me that look,”

he says,

“that look you always give me.”

Unaware of the particular look,

She doesn’t know she gives,

She raises her head,

And smiles.

“Yes,”

he says,

“that’s a good one too.”

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