Tone
(Nighttime Summer Man) 

 調子

夜の夏の人

I want to entertain

Your eyes.

I love to see your age in them.

You are the most

Exquisite tone

I have ever heard.

Wise.

Still.

Patient.

Let me compliment you

With moonbeams in the lines

On your face.

Dew on your feet.

Lights on your porch.

Antiques on your wrist.

History in your palm.

Dreams in your hair.

Dust on your car.

All your secret journeys

You will tell.

And I will listen

To each one.

 

-lisa king, 2004