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Sport 12: Autumn 1994

The Kiss

The Kiss

There we were—two people
and a lot of scenery.

I don’t know what business
you had to kiss me—now

everyone is interested:
the low boughs of pohutukawa

the shoulders of sand and the marram,
our radiant moon.

Don’t stop now—think
how we’d disappoint them.