The Weight Of The L Word Poem by Chen-ou Liu

A Tanka Sequence


winter gust
beating at the petals
of time
that swirl around us...
this starless night we meet

caught in her gaze
I plant in my mind
a hope
that will flourish...
this budding of spring words

she winks at me
'is love about the body-smell
relationship? '
I start to unlearn
the language of sex

she whispered
'I am in love and love
what vanished...'
my thoughts of her floating
in the dark sea of night