By Michelle Goode
A finger sweeps across
cherry red lips
smudging
unnoticed, uncared about
as the sweet scent of
blossom
nourishes the sparkle
in the eyes of
adulation
A hand held tentatively
to savour a stray
droplet
beneath soft, stained
cheeks she smiles
Asuka;
padding barefoot
to the rhythm of her
heartbeat
Toes entwined beneath
trickles the stream
bathes
the feet of
a thousand steps to
safety
Yesterday's journey painting
new paths to follow
tomorrow
Together in spirit they stand
hand in hand lest she
topple
The gift of new life within
forever a symbol of their
love
tattooed upon her fragile
but forgiving
soul
