Seeking modern poetry. Things like accident, youth, lotus heart.

I was thinking you had a cut in the water.

Baby, please hold your breath tonight.

I will make your name public.

For you in this midnight street

Talking and dancing alone. I know your eyes can penetrate the darkness.

Will know everything here, everything

You can even see higher and farther.

Until the end of my soul

And the afterlife is full of autumn water, baby, your name and boneless fingers.

This is my deep sorrow and the only light.

It is the only decoration that can jump on my chest.

Between wine and poetry.

Shining with the lure of going deep into the bone marrow, you will be brighter at night.

I was thinking you had a cut in the water.

What a luxurious and complete sink.

Let the night shine and your lips smell sweet, baby, please turn the flowers into wine tonight.

When I hold a hand or a cup

Please fill me again with the colorful tonight.

Let me look back in ten thousand years.

Still warm and intoxicated in his own works.