



Just arrived in Hong Kong. A poem I just wrote.
‘ Go within yourself’
I said.
That ready smile
and furtive glance.
Perfect, for secret days
and nights of the new moon.
I will love you now.
And move on,
from this grave.
Just arrived in Hong Kong. A poem I just wrote.
‘ Go within yourself’
I said.
That ready smile
and furtive glance.
Perfect, for secret days
and nights of the new moon.
I will love you now.
And move on,
from this grave.