Teresa II

Over the past few years
to the traditional sound of the drama
has been added a new noise

I close my eyes and pretend I can write
and you can read
and the images on my skin
mean anything at all

Mine are scars

Yours are purple and red and yellow and on fire
Your skin would catch the color everywhere


One day I will read
your memoir

And by love and union
I will at last become
a Daimyo

I close my eyes and see

The pulsing orb that grows
from the center of the world

And suddenly
it is spring

And you and I
are beneath
the cherry and dogwood

May we walk long among their blossoms

Muttu teke motomo fukigatashi