The Foundation

[JukotoxKanashimi]

You brought me such
exquisite gifts.
Sieves of fine gold
And links of sterling silver
friendship to eat
over tea and
sweet cakes
and the strands
of our
conversation
nipped at our
ankles beneath
the table where
a quieter discourse
was being made
as we, in voice,
laid the foundation
of a love like
upturned earth
where flowers
would take root.

[heinzs]

I was sure this would get repliles. We miss you, Juko.