l***y
发帖数: 791 | 1 Eyes that are sleeping in the day
catch the thing, unrecognized,
roaming at pre-dawn, waking up
The shape of your body, now nebulous
ethereal and glowing steady,
like white, old, invisible star lights
that even forgotten, are still blended into
the day -
While in this dawn under sky pearl grey,
The sorrow forms my link,
The same yearning pours
phantoms to the momory of streets
and the images of men, women, kids,
bare shoulders, brown skins,
dark eyed faces to those
i cannot put names
Sleep is lo |
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