as the darling river murmurs
the soughing wind then lingers:
'need me to carry a word, river?'
'no, sir', teary river answered
'but, wind, when you reach her
soothe her face with your fingers
yearning does wear thin her feather
though we are love-empowered'
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不知為何這首是令我流淚
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謝謝hahaman。寫得真好。
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06/29/2010 postreply
21:09:36
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你寫的不錯
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06/30/2010 postreply
12:22:09