limpid moonlight is like dew
showers quietly on my window,
washes away my sadness
and then makes up my face
holding the limpid moonlight in my both hands
dew moistens my heart
i miss my lover
where are you on this moon night
breeze wrinkles the moonlight
dew ripples
the thoughts behind the window tie a knot
just wait for such a night
my lover is beside me
Monday, February 2, 2009
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