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  • Though I go to you
    ceaselessly along dream paths,
    the sum of those trysts
    is less than a single glimpse
    granted in the waking world.

    Ono no Komachi – 9th Century Japanese Poet

    Cherry blossoms bloom
    the cicadas sing all night
    my heart is empty

    In this spring moonlight
    I listen for your footsteps
    on my garden path

    Out on the small lake
    sailboats sway in the soft breeze
    you are far away

    I fill up my days
    dreaming of love, writing poems,
    waiting your return

    (Photograph by AJN in Kyoto, in the 3-D virtual world of Second Life)
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