I pretend to sleep
as dawn splits the dark in two
and you rise to dress
under the covers I watch:
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This tanka poses one question: is that last glimpse of the body loved or loathed? The image of the second line is lovely, and in so few syllables you create so much intrigue. An admirable tanka. S :)
A perfect read to start the day. Everyone's secret is out.