Art by Jian Wei Shen

Lovers in March

Lovers in March
spent in each other’s arms.
The Sun glistens the newly-emerged sweat-beads.

The cold north Breeze
kisses their perspiration dry,
and yet they lie
with a will to perspire more.

Words are not spoken in numbers great,
neither of the two fret,
but at each other’s sealed lips they plant
kisses;
must their hands entangle or caress each other?

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Art by Jian Wei Shen

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