i may have secretly admired
the swell of your lips
and your candle-white fingers
as they probed the page
and greeted your nose
with each salutary sniff
Fukaya, Kagohara,
Kumagaya, Gyoda
the towns sped past
and i may have loved your
silhouette, as the night lights
flickered to life
in your face
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