the drum-skin is still warm from playing all night.
the bamboo flute still has the residue of that old song.
this tea house still has the fragrance of an ancient courtship.
memories left here are like seasoned wine; sweet and sour.
closed window brings the muffled whisper of the bamboo leaves
and are you still sleeping in that shade?
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photo: 'tea house' .japanese garden.fort worth.texas.feb.©2007
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