Tuesday, 8 October 2013

Moon Light

I can't help but think
that I've given myself away to you.
And I can't help but feel
that I'm in love with more than just
the idea of you.

I can't help but think 
of Li Bai....

So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed -
Could there have been a frost already?
Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight.
Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.

And suddenly
there is a big moon of a mirror
between us
and you are the reflection
of my cold and aching heart,
aching for your warmth.

You are
my home.

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