I notice her shoes – decorated platform – purple with brushstrokes of pink and yellow – garish; inappropriate for a tourist who wants to explore …
… possibly she doesn’t want to explore.
Partner-connected – resting at the temple step.
Peach-coloured top, sleeveless, shapeless – a contrast to the vehement green of the mossed garden for tourists with 100 yen.
I passed them – then they passed me.
Calves contracted – hesitant gait. He walks alongside, hands free.
His left, her right – almost touching – expectant proximity.
Instinct makes her reach, search. Fingers stretch …
The right fingers – explorers of potential.
The right, persistent and now with purpose, from the front – latching on to the wrist – thumb and forefinger braceleting.
Could I be happy with someone who doesn’t want to hold my hand?