Hiroshima Mon Amour

The green water is flat
and barely moving
its shimmering surface
carries the liquid reflection
of a couple

it is any time
any place where lovers
might be observed
there is silence
they are embracing

kisses are timeless
infinitesimal hiccups
in the senseless exploding
universe

but they are also
purpose
energies directed
pianissimo
from the heart

they are also language
wordless articulations
a commonwealth of feelings
of shared emotions
as if nothing else
matters in the world

John Lyons

Revised