Leonard Dabydeen


Sayonara, sayonara...


This heart is not made of stone
nor crumbled rock
to fall off steep cliffs
where pebbles are sometimes loose
with the rush of wind
tender to the glance of your eyes
this heart is encased
in the vault of your mind
and plays a song of sweet echo in the ear
and on the tips of your dancing toes
it watches you prance about
teasing you like it teases me
more enigmatic in flight
as if it were sitting on Mount Fuji
looking for you in the Himalayas
there is music in the air
breathing perfume in our minds
two of us moving in childish excitement
and Valentine listening with joy
to our own child-play
among rose gardens and city streets
as we look for each other
singing in exotic delight
sayonara, sayonara…

Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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