The first time
Your eyes meet
All the world stands still
He is sweating,dirty,bloody
He smells like Old Spice
His eyes are the brightest blue
They shine with life
The first time
He looks at you
His eyes penetrate yours
searching, He knows this
is his last day on earth.
The first time
Dirt,Blood,Fuel, Blue skies
He hears your voice quiet and calm
"It's ok we are here to extract you".
He muses "Am I some rotten tooth
that needs pulling"?
He never looks away until his eyes go dim.
The first time, you play god
The first time ,you watch your first man die.
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