Forest in the Morning

You fell in love with me
after missing my mum
outlandish expatriate
lost boy in alien country.

Plane Jane, natural beauty
Not exactly the glamorous girl
but your smile, utmost disarming
your care, intensely authentic.

Countless walks in the forest
holding hands
in the morning, afternoon
evenings in your bedroom.

What has become of you
after I left, with malice intent
cruelly exchanged for normal
family with children.

You called me "hubby"
and you were "my sushi"
a Capital love, ever sparkling
now a motherless child.

What has become of you
Sushi, love of my life
forest in the morning
will we meet again?

Morning, afternoon
you were that special person
wrong for me  
in just the right way.