作者pcchuckwu (holy)
看板poetry
標題[創作] Gift of Autumn
時間Sun Sep 30 01:31:25 2007
It is gold that shimmers
In the eye of the wise,
It is tears of silence
When whispers gone by.
As a feather now ripe
With passions so light,
A dance of farewell,
But lures our sight
That melts our heart
Into crystalline glass.
(For my love, in memory of our afternoon teatime picnic)
2007/9/30
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Let not a drop of desire
Disturb the heart in ripples
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