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By faeriemouse Date: 2002 Dec 05 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.05.16.20.15157]] |
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Your eyes at night. I am walking in the summer mist with you, Following the scent of the white jasmine next to the waterfall. The waterfall, a horse carriage, chatter and laughter and a few cars; A sway of a tree branch. By the river, I look up at the sky. Tell me the constellations. We walk on the bridge. Flowers like this come only once a year. |