a brief encounter in Kobe
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jan oskar hansen
A Brief Encounter in Kobe It was cherry blossom time in Kobe,
Streets were swept clean, the police
Wore white gloves and the beginning
Of reluctant smiles on officious lips,
When I met her. A shy little lady which
Was surprising since she worked in a
Bar entertaining gloutenous men with
Soft hands and diamond hearts.
I invited her out for a meal, she was
Pleased when we had steak (Kobe style)
Meat made of hand massaged cattle.
Her room was bare and very clean,
She rolled out a mat on the floor, but
Before we began the ancient ritual of
Making love we had a singing bath.
She smiled shyly serving me tea next
Morning, I smiled too, but not a week
Later when I had the clap.
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