singing sighs—
unravel like
a streaming ribbon
so does love
spool out its
tributary mélange of
lady’s laces
gracing impermanence
like fateful
faithful sprouts of
shunga sprigs
prying shyly ‘round
four seasons come
and gone dreams
perching my uguisubari
lust-laden haven where
Nightingales walk
©2011 j.a.o.a.
©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga
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