(The poem we wrote together during biology class.)
Ai and Jitsu
A flourish of the tongue, click, clack
A pen poised over an empty sheet of paper,
A stroke, softly, strongly, a symbol of love
The word, over lips: ai - she smiled.
And with the word a world
And with the world, a realm of new possibility,
And with a realm a new life.
She set the pen down and looked towards the lights
And knew something she hadn't known before
Light - Sun - Day - Jitsu. A new word.
A new world.
Her new world.
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