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Dear Akira,

You are in more of my dreams than Go

I see the way your sleeves frame the delicate bones of your wrist

I watch you while I form a brilliant strategy

And I know we can find the Hand of God

I play my opening move in which

I know you will always answer me

I ask you for a game of Go, but it's really a game of love.

You say yes to the battle, to the formation of a new universe—our future.

Perhaps I will invent a new joseki in this struggle, but my opening is weak

Even so, your playing style has a wildness to it I've never seen before

I play my midgame ten heartbeats later

And our connection on the goban pulses with an intimacy purer than that of lovers

It is solid

Courage that I use to reach out

I hold your hand under the goban like a secret between lovers and it

Blinds me

Your fingers close around mine

In an unwritten testament of rivalry

And my endgame becomes weak because

A promising love warms flows from my fingertips to me toes so

I kiss you

Tenderly

In my dreams, you play a strong offensive and specialize in cutting off all escape routes

Your graceful fingers are deceiving

I neglect to realize that you sometimes play the defensive.

Yes, your Go-callused fingers are deceiving

Especially when you're scared

Because when you're afraid, your fingers brush against mine like a summer breeze

I'm sorry.

For my heart still pounds every time you do that

I want to feel infinite

You're a catalyst

You live eternally in my Go as I live through you

For me alone

But even a strong midgame can't fix my bad opening and make you mine

I want you to understand, so the words slip past my lips

For even I know when it's best to resign.

Every morning I say "You are beautiful", but after a silence,

"I have nothing."

You flush and tell me to stop saying those three words but

Forgive me for my honesty

I can't stop this habit when it comes to you

Let me forget you and see life in colors other than black and white, but you haunt my dreams

I love you

Although I can't have you.

Sincerely,

Hikaru