china picture
esse

dragon's new year, i saw her
five feet tall, soft fair skin, pretty calves
fair skin of china
smooth feet and fingers
petite.
black hair to her neck
like an anime princess.

i watched her in the do-jang
while she threw a kick
clumsy hips
eyes focused
voice serious and steady as she blasted
at the bag with her feet.

she pulled a boy to her side, and demanded a massage.
she turned. a few pats on the back, she pulled away, had had enough.
walked off by herself.

i talked to her a few times.
she liked my height,
my back maybe.
i knew a bit about the world
as did she (maybe more than me)
as i kissed her
she held my hand

warmth
as she guided me
closeness
i was with her
fury
as she drove me.

bitter thirst
and sleepless nights
tired eyes when she left me.
i can only remember.