作者spacedunce5 (读不完的书)
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标题[创作] The Last Bus
时间Sun Jan 6 01:33:24 2013
Whatever we had is now
Floating in the wind
Together, holding cloudy hands,
Seeking witness from the stars
Before the altar of the moon.
It was a one-lane street that
Connected us, our amorous nothings
Ferried in bodily form
Every half-hour: to, then fro.
The sunset was its guide.
Yes, the dying sun shined upon us,
The dying, dying sun.
Now this is the last bus of the year,
Driving off toward my home without me,
For I am here, holding you.
Your tears
Are the star-studded sky, small comfort for my homebound steps.
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