Sang Yong Sighs

Sang Yong sighs

His calm visage leaning to a frown

Pen marking the page of a word unknown

A phrase devoid of context.

Twenty-five years part of one world

Twenty-five years part of another

And while he has spent years here struggling to learn

The base culture beyond the vocabulary,

his peaceful rate of speech

Carefully conceals

His self-perceived

Accented

Word choice.

Thoughts

Turn then

Back towards

Half remembered

Childhood memories

Family traditions.

But while his memories are fragments of time sealed in amber

The world has continued to move

Culture evolves and reference points

Are fewer and further between

He is a time traveler drifting between worlds

Seeking to understand an unlived past in both world’s presents

A visitor in homeland and chosen land both.

Unanchored.

Sang Yong sighs.

Evaldes

I’m jealous of the ant

Crawled up from the grass where we are laying

In a public park where we are having a private moment

Dogs racing down the hill to catch thrown balls and

Pause

Near to us smiling as only dogs can

No judgment as I lie back his arm beneath my neck

Summer sweat slicking skin

Scenting sweet musk, his smile

Stirring my thoughts, my heart, and lower

My eyes spy the ant moving along his skin and along each hair of his leg

Moving determinedly along the length of him

Along muscle lines beneath I wish to touch too

Had You Let Me Love You



Had you let me love you
I would’ve been home by now,
Cooking you something light and quick
Laughing on something we had seen in passing

Oyster sauce, my bad chopstick technique
Crumb at your lip, tongue tip
Sweet corn, plum sauce, oyster dip

What might have we seen,
Walking dogs, talking
Laughter on trails, squirrels stalking
Misspoken words, gentle mocking

And laughing.
Or crying.
Or sharing.

Had you let me love you
Words said privately
Upon my pillow,
Heart sworn promises
Skin to skin
Lip to lip
Secrets shared
Personal truth

Had you let me love you