she was in the kitchen
with gohan and tea
me, in the backyard-climbing
you, silent,swaying from the tree's swing
two feelings which were
buoyant
through thin air
dinner floated to us
then in a small rush
i looked down
while you looked up
i shook a branch
and spilt a leaf
drifting to you,i watched it recede
and its subtlety
i could not understand until a year ago
where you are
light is never gone
even in the night
water glistens everywhere
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