Arigato/obrigado

It’s so cold and grey outside.

People seek refuge in the

heat of the teppan, but

no amount of sake can

warm the soul the way

a bossa nova lilting past the ears,

like a dream of palm trees

and turquoise water,

inhaled.

And the heart

grows rapid at the memories

of the heat and that

summer we spent

making love on the

beach in Salvador.

 

Advertisements

3 thoughts on “Arigato/obrigado

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s