2011年11月2日 星期三

ruins

Pale moon hang above deserted city
faded fresco on crumbled walls
murmuring
dead tunes of love and desire
drifting sands carrying dry grasses
burying dried bones and pavements
echoed footsteps of caravans
glistening snow
caress purple mountains towering
in silence

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