Questions to Blossoms
When I pass by in a hurry without a glance at you am I becoming a gust?When I gaze at you long enough could I talk to you in your native language? When I smell you into the dreams am I becoming a butterfly?
Memory
1 Before I fell into sleep you sworn to me that lines would be remembered in the morning Yet I woke up in your awe of blank as if you were soaked in the Heraclitus' river I should have trusted my hands more to carve the words onto the river bank though sometimes they would still be swept away by the river of time 2 I tried to have your revive my longing for desire but you care no more and say Each spring is not another spring Each winter is more like a winter 3 You occasionally wake up a few burning gazes a few young figures and tell me they would have been my blossoms that had so much potential to be blooming forever in your garden I told you they are even their petals were dried in the springs long ago
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