his beard was divided into four sections.

Asked my mind to repeat my thought process
to my face just once more
the repair man
stood next to me
making me feel so small
for the first time in years.
Perhaps it was his six foot five frame
towering over every inch of my femme.
Perhaps it was his gritty beard and rustic muscels.
I had to wonder
what has he been sowing
and how has he been reaping?
I'm happy I wore flats today.