Facets of Solitude
星期日 二月 03, 2008 8:36 am
If lonely I appear,
it is the clouds I wear
or the mirror not near
a reflection of the passive
I am not the door
to which you hold the key
and perhaps mercy
or the bays
that lie and beckon
I am the face of moon
up in the sky
watching you slip in
shadow long and hollow