I saw a picture of a Buddha head being cradled by a banyan tree
And was reminded of the couple on the train from Rome
During hour five of our eight-hour delay
I could not see their faces; just her head belonging in his arms so beautifully unremarkably
His hands resting on her as though she were his own name
The banyan tree, despite its century-old head start, was rather more strangling
And the Buddha rather inferior in divinity
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