After ChinaA Poem by Sympatico
When I look into your eyes
I see
A history of rain-blue silken raiment
That
reaches through behind waterfalls
There is
water dropping in your laughter
Some would seek to mate with you
But I must follow where the snow whispers
Where the rain calls me like how
The
temple rings, why does the temple bell ring?
When I look into your eyes
I feel the haunt of streaking moonlight
Love songs from strangled forests
Bamboo swaying in the wind
Your
lips are tucked inside a window
From another planet's terrestrial view
A history of the evolution of a species
Neatly summarized, maybe it is not my own.
© 2013 Sympatico |
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