E Mail To Damniso Lopez 11

It was
As if
We two
Were copied
Calligraphically
On stiff rice paper
To represent
The perfect lovers.

When she
Received this art
Of still wet
Chinese ink,
I was erased,
I became a smear.

Now I eat
Fire grilled octopus
Alone
In a Greek café,
And being erased,
I am not seen
Or spoken to
By anyone.

Since I was erased
By her finger,
At least,
If nothing else,
In being erased
I felt
Her touch.