A shadow
a burn
a silent slow memory
of you and I
who we were
and who we are no longer
my love
my friend
Reiko you were
as pretty as
cherry blossoms falling
and as delicate
as lace
I asked you to
marry me
sitting there
on our favorite bench
under our favorite
tree the one bent
and knarled like a sad
old man
we liked to think
that our love
made him happy again.
Dear friend
tiny love, pretty dancer
painted like a geisha
but loud and laughing
like the sun.
that someone such as you
should burn
is a crime
an ugly irony
i cannot face
I wander through
this wilderness
of gray ash
that is death or life
or the hereafter
or something like it
and I search for nothing but you
Reiko
Reiko
my tiny glowing star.
Written for you on what remains of my heart,
With eternal devotion, from your Kenji.