Thursday, December 19, 2013

there is a bold line between us
at a distance we appear like small letters

too tiny to be noticed
except the bold line which looks like a great wall of china

from the moon of our eyes

will our being tiny in the far distance make us love us more?
what difference does it make?

who drew the bold line?

not you. I have become one calligrapher
hiding some meanings from you

did i hide to grow some wings in some syllables?
am i planning my silent escape?

i have some questions to myself
and i have no answers yet.

help me. They call me doubt.
And i without hesitation, add, i, therefore, love.

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