The
two seasons
It
never comes every time
Once
it comes
We
better put on our gears
The
honey and fireworks
The
blossoming of the night
The
two seasons unite
The
discreet quietness
The
courting of the web
The
strings spread it far and wide
The
constant hiss of breathing
The
bliss of the tongue
The
lines of the bridge
The
oranges in the box
All
ripe and ready to go
The
shouting of the waves
The
two seasons
One
eye on the river
One
eye on the putting hole
The
honey trap a decision has to make
The
high tension on the pole
The
hungry look of anticipation
The
oranges rounded up in nakedness
The
unmarked twists and turns come to play
The
night of Valentine
The
drums of Chap Goh Mei
Together
the double ringing
The
lovers row the night beats
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