Nameless

Sometimes I see you in
the most unusual places.

Once,
I saw you in my bedroom
window -
you came in and
spoke to me about
the summer and
the wind,
the smell of ripe grasses and
where you
had been and would go ....
and then you left again

and I was changed.

And again - in Paris
I saw you with
a beautiful black man - he waved his
cane at me and smiled,
I sat so shyly with
you both a while.

In Tokyo - in Yoyogi park
you made me cry.
I saw you in the moonlight
dancing with abandon
and I heard you -
a sad flute
amongst the warm
darkness
in the trees.