Aishiteru

Dancing on the cusp of love,

They come in now and then

Between Vegas and other places

For Iced Mango and Orange Island

Waves and a bit of French chocolate.

Toshi, a twenty-first century Samuri,

Sincere, strong, a soft steeliness.

Kirsten, a modern day woman,

Assured, comfortable, exuding

Exotic, romantic, Russian roots.

Although Aishiteru isn’t spoken, it

Echoes around them, between them,

On the rims of their iced island

Glasses and passes over their

Graceful feet as they  twirl,

Dancing on the cusp of love.

© Stephen Nesbitt

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