at work today, two men came up to me. it was obvious that they were together.

pretty damn obvious.

considering every few seconds the shorter man would lean over and softly kiss the taller man's lips. or cheek. or whatever.

and i watched my hands. doing the work i was supposed to be doing. helping them.

but out of the corner of my eye i would see him lean. first in, then back out. with a tiny smile. that somehow stretched to his eyes.

those crinkles around the eyes.

and i watched my hands.

and smiled.

because it was great. these two people, two men, who, despite being in the bible belt, despite every notion that one would have about where i live, were open.

were in love.

and werent at all ashamed.

it was beautiful.

i wanted to stop them. to talk to them. to tell them if ever they needed help, or friendship, i would be there.

but i didnt.

instead, i just worked. quickly, quietly. while seeing, out of the corner of my eye, two men. in love.

i worked.

and smiled.