From – Twenty Poems of Love
I write the saddest lionight.
Write for example: ‘The night is fractured
and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’
The night wind turns in the sky and sings.
I write the saddest lionight.
I loved her, sometimes she loved me too.
On nights like these I held her in my arms.
I kissed her greatly uhe infinite sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could I not have loved her huge, still eyes.
I write the saddest lionight.
To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her.
Hear the vast night, vaster without her.
Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass.
What does it matter that I couldn’t keep her.
The night is fractured and she is not with me.
That is all. Someone sings far off. Far off,
my soul is not tent to have lost her.
As though to reach her, my sight looks for her.
My heart looks for her: she is not with me
The same night whitens, in the same branches.
We, from that time, we are not the s……（内容加载失败！）
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