What happens when a foreigner meets a native Japanese girl who he doesn’t know? Is he smitten forever or is that for one night only?
Bustling streets of Tokyo town
and the neon green blinds me.
Cars zooming in the blurry night.
Here! The night is alive!
Come around, to the night of
love when the magic is alive.
To Tokyo, with love.
I see her walking past
those market stalls and still
the neon signs shine.
Posh restaurants juxtaposed
with smiling stall keepers.
She is radiant in the night’s love.
To Tokyo, with love.
Walking behind her, stranger.
Stranger, I follow her padding
On the strident ground but still
It’s the night of passion so
I won’t leave her yet, she
Might go before I know.
To Tokyo, with love.
She stops in a spot of spotlight
darkness, I freeze in my own
shadow. The excitement of
the passion struck night is palpable.
Following her so far, through the
crowd is my darker impassioned entity.
To Tokyo, with love.
She halts. I halt. And then comes
the moment. She realises I’m a
stranger, I’m not stranger to her!
We share that kiss, a surge, a roller
coaster, a neon sign of hunger, a
whirlpool of emotions between us.
To Tokyo, with love.
The connection is cracked and she
breathes into my ear. A soft sniffle
by that beautiful Japanese geisha.
Her face and eyes swept with the
pungent need of my company.
She says, “Bye, until you arrive next.”
To Tokyo, With Love.
I watch my love fade into the
swallowing darkness and she
leaves, heartless after our first
kiss. She’s my lady, my one night fever,
but I have to leave Japan now, London
beckons me for it’s own ardour,
To Tokyo, With Love.
Wonderful piece my dear Atikin.Loved the concept as well. Keep up the good work. 
Great Poem, You are wise beyond your years, Love your work as always but then would exspect nothing less from you, Yet, Slow down and enjoy your youth while you still can, It\’s all to gone way to soon as it is ….. LOVE IT!!
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