I wanted nothing more
Than to live in a land called Japan
Where kombinis sell lunch,
And vending machines are friends at every corner.
I learned the language
That would get me there
And plotted ways across the ocean;
Arrival was a sweetness I could taste,
Even with nothing more than a skeleton recipe before me.
I could not imagine
Wanting something more
Than I wanted to be where the sun rose.
And then I met you.
And learned what it was like to want a boy