Midori (Finale)

She fell from my mind like cherry blossom,

A colourful confetti

Too delicate to touch,

A memory so beautiful 

As to be imagined.

I had to sever my link with the land of the rising sun.

I fled Japan in the winter,

Koi kissing the underside of the ice in our pond.

I didn’t look back, 

Couldn’t.

Midori tumbled away in neon signs, Buddhist temples,

Noodles and geisha,

Then the stewardess offered me Sake

And she slipped back into my blood.

I was glad.

How could I ever have thought to return without her,

She was my sun and always would be.

 



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