There are many places I be, and so many proprietors of tea.
There are many faces
I like to see.
But just seeing hasn’t become good enough to me.
I’d rather speak or have a conversation about what a person might like, or so what they do at night.
Seeing makes some people uncomfortable- makes them feel stuck in the when and where. But if I see you, I would have to stare. I can’t control that.
Just for a moment,
I hope you don’t really care,
but just to see you there
is too little for me-
too much for me to bear.
There is the reason
why you no longer
see me there.
Dakkuan