tenderness

I find you when I am traveling

I see you

everywhere

you, the bluest of all

jou, the formlessness.

I look for you

in the midst of a water drop

on a palm leaf, downhill

you appear, my love

and disappear.

in the same way

atterir, atterrissage

sur l’un de l’autre

à l’un à l’autre

tu es par tout

skin knows.

so many mornings

has there been an eye

a beam of sunlight

or tender frictions

come with me

I’ll be

right back.