He really liked her blind. He’d sneak up from behind
And run his finger down her spine — say `it’s fine’
Though headlines shouted FINAL!
Pigs would fly, cities turned to powder shrines…..
He’d keep her dark brown eyes in brine and she’d be happy —
Swimming under water. Safe! Looking for some seaweed she could
Bake and make a meal for two. A Tokyo stew. And though he knew
She’d never do it — he never told her. He’d never ever tell her….
