l***y
发帖数: 791 | 1 Bonded below in the murkiness
We set root in the darkness
of the mud
Your lotus, my lotus
Facing the sky
Facing up the blue sky
In this pond of sleepiness
You pour gold into my cup,
- Like a genie -
and I, in gratefulness
pour it back into yours
We trade sighs two ways
beneath the quilt of green |
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