On this cool western night
I hear gamelon chimes
Clear as the day
You took me away to 
see the dancers
in crumbling temple walls

Now you reach for me as
I drift on Indian seas
playing with waves
in warm Bali

Your eyes and hands
search for my mind
pulling me back from my 
latest departure
 
Our contrast merges
on faded blue sheets
amber against ebony
Beautiful

I do not tell you 
my family exalts
fair skin tones
building temple
walls of color
denying our dance

I drown family echoes 
beneath gamelon chimes
and I will love you 
with more than 
a broken heart.