Kanji Engraved on My Heart (copyright 1998, Kathleen Pilchowski. All rights reserved) Hold the lily against my thigh Shake cherry blossons into my hair Kiss the pale peach silk slip Touch my lips, flushed or stained- I will raise my arms with sunset My eyes will close with dusk and dark I will taste with breath the silence We will fall, fumble, and be transformed. Then after, you will give me a lotus And we will count the petals together In them we will find our history, all history Which you will write with fire on my heart.