Cherry trees
Bloom
Behind a temple
Where you crouch,
Hands in sleeves
Against the raw
Winds of Sangatsu,
March,
A samurai
Fine kimono,
Bright against
The grey
Leads a woman,
Kimono plain,
Feet silent
Upon the moss
Beneath your
Tree-

Unseen you watch,
Sneering,
They embrace,
Faces set,
Eyes closed.
They part,
He helps her
To her knees
In proper modesty,
Binding her arms
And legs in all
Decorum,
He stands before her,
She bows her
Head in assent-
A flash of steel,
Her head falls,
Red
Calligraphy
Upon
The wall.

He pauses,
Daito
Sheathed,
Takes his
Place beside her,
In all decorum,
Driving his
Shoto,
His short sword,
Deep into
His belly.
You
Laugh aloud
As he struggles
To maintain
Composure,
Open guts
Steaming
In the wind
Where petals
Ride-
He falls face
Down
Upon the
Moss,
Bright kimono
Mingling
With
Dull...

...ears flattened,
You crouch,
Shivering
In the raw
Wind of
Sangatsu,
Hands deep
In your sleeves,
Snowflakes
Among
The petals...

...
Why wasn't
This your
Parents,
One hundred
Years before?

__________

What Inuyasha just witnessed was shinju or a double suicide, when two lovers who's difference in social status is at odds with family wishes and social decorum, commit suicide in the belief that they will be reunited in Heaven.