I think ...
I have buried you.
Bury in
On such a cold night
Naked peaches in the forest?
Like your youth.
dazzling
Imagine that
I think ...
I have buried you.
Bury in
On such a cold night
Naked peaches in the forest?
Like your youth.
dazzling
Imagine that.
Follow the mottled aperture
Flaming notes
Burned me.
A dream built with the whole youth
?
From this time on.
So much so soon
Countless voices and smiles
Roll over.
Only you
Pink red
Still hidden in the heart of the past
?
About the author: Xie Li, pen name Zilin, born in Hengyang, Hunan Province, is a post-95 college student and a poetry lover. I like writing, calligraphy and reciting. People think that poetry is a natural expression of strong feelings.