Fukuda Chiyo-Ni

My night ritual ajourned,
An early day I returned.
A suspision of unwanted presence I feel,
In my house I've let you steal.
A sound I'm familiar with comes from our room.
The night where our love first bloom.
The door knob I twist,
brings shakes upon my wrist.
Opened the door to a sight of red mist,
and a room of two men where we shared our first kiss.
You spent the next day crying over me.
As I buried my head in Haiku's of Chiyo-ni.

I've seen the moon.
I sign my letter to the world.
Respectfully yours,
JT