Longing The very idea of you Tangoing afar As in an entanglement With that of me Beating tranquility Of two rainbow-like hearts Hung in the sky, crying aloud In one and the same muted voice: I miss you Changming Yuan
The very idea of you Tangoing afar As in an entanglement With that of me
Beating tranquility Of two rainbow-like hearts Hung in the sky, crying aloud In one and the same muted voice:
I miss you