SILK PRISON

TANKA

JAPANESE POETRY

SILK PRISON

Her ivory hands

sooth the pain, the wound closes

at her innocence.

Let loose her hair falling,

desire that rise, sheets crumpled.

Blossoms fall like rain,

sweat and tears are wiped away

with love in waiting.

Her naked body enthralling

my manhood is awakening.

the cranes flying by,

the sun is rising blameless

over the mountains.

She kisses my lips and stir

the demons within my heart.

Black hair, silk prison

my love never surrenders.

Purple memories.