Important
janine canan
On a spring Sunday evening we met.
You announced your name
as if it were important.
And I wondered, why you thought so.
You seduced me with your smile,
a sun that wept warmth.
And the stone birds flew
over your abundant breast.
I wanted to hold your hand.
But it was already time for you to go.
So long, Important One,
with a dazzling eye and -- oh -- a cruel one.