drops of water in your bangs
they tickle me
as I kiss your brow
you are the morning dew
rhythmic chews
your cheeks like puffs
I acquire a joyful taste
from every chopstick morsel
you are more than salt and pepper
a homeland pilgrimage
reveals beauty that shatters memory
waters that pass beneath this road
like a well-tuned timpani
my insanity
but your hand stays me with steady grip
a tight hug
you are home.
i like.