BLACK FLOWING HAIR

I see you leaning by a wall next door
Against an afternoon sun

And though it is your back that faces me
I know
From the beating of my heart
That it is you, Black-flowing-hair

I can smell you
In mint
And you shall be inside me
As I breathe
So I can live for another time

You are
My tallest tree
On top of the Sleeping-dragon-mountain

And I look up to you
Like my full moon one cold night
Untouched by my fingers
Black-flowing-hair
The world may not have found love in my eyes
As I have none to boost


Since I have given it to you
All of it
I shall find it
But shall not take it back
From you

Your shadow is my god
And it is only that I can touch
Without you knowing
The shadow
Of your
Back
My self-made god
Is enough life

I do not ask much
I cannot
You do not know me
There is no need
I only give myself
I do not have to take any
In return

Now I declare
I have found my place
In you
I have found myself
In you
I have found you

I am Mute-white-dove -sitting
On the breast of Black-flowing-hair
Touching the clouds

Holding the rainbow

Saving all the raindrops of my life.