Leuk Lao

We meet on the road
But once and I cannot tell you 
In the time we have:

   "We are one." 

   "What's left, what survived, what remains
   Of old dreams, old wars, old loves." 

We share atomic lives:
Small, brief, unpredictable orbits,
Curious flurries of motion and smiles. 

Who you become after I go,
I can only guess 

Except by the photos
Of occasional touring strangers 

In which I watch you grow, 
While you remember an eye,
A camera, a wave goodbye.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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