footwashing

on the street I don't give them a second glance
but here we were face to face with his feet in my hands
It seemed odd to be there with an air of servitude
I had nothing to give, I had come to recieve instead.

but it didn't matter to him, he just leaned back and smiled, he was safe and cared for,
even if it was only a few minutes before he had to return to the outdoors.