Sep 2015
Her voice
caresses him in Japanese
the syllables
of his name
enacted out
by the brushstrokes
of her
voice
as if she drew him
in mid-air
and he
hung there
alive in the calligraphy
of her
Love.
caresses him in Japanese
the syllables
of his name
enacted out
by the brushstrokes
of her
voice
as if she drew him
in mid-air
and he
hung there
alive in the calligraphy
of her
Love.
(Guildford)
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