行驶舞夜的匆匆
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雨后的夜晚打开她的门
未倦的霓虹灯
摇着星辰的耳坠 踩着恰恰
瞬间闯进来
牵弦的裙翼 阿袅的飞
翩动
扬起
到忘却
娑婆夜影 攀缘在天花板上
旋转畅想的光影
一颗颗水晶掉落
和着
一片星辉的狂欢
写在手腕的香水盈盈 荡尽满袖衣香
纷叠着 遮没那
缠绵的眼神 蓝色狂想
激荡绯云飘行而过的心跳声音
往后仰的发 淡淡接住眼神的含柔
晕影里
那心中高温的云翳
连绵不断的醉去
令人窒息的种种追思
在某处暗涌
那是 躲在密室里的意象穿越森林
遇见一个鹿过
无声的笔在热带的心房里敲着鼓
纷纷一地落英颤动
黎明的树梢不经意地触到渐熄的灯火
梦的语翼在指间鸣声折断
A Flash in the Dancing Evening
The night pops open and splays out
After a shower swinging away
Unrestful neon lights
Swaying the earrings of stars
Throwing off a trod of Cha-Cha
Suddenly intrusive it dashes in
And hauls the strings of chord towards the dance floor
To swish nimbly
And flare skilfully
Finally into oblivion.
The fingering shadows of evening
Cling to the sky of ceiling
Above, the wistful radiance reeling in
Shinning threads of ray sending on their way,
Petals of crystals sheeting down
Echoing
A patter of thrill of starry stars.
Perfume written in wrist, pulsing with life
Blasting a sleeve of mystical aura
Accumulated, over the dreamy eyes
Veiling the blue rhapsody
Stirring a scorch of cloud’s core at fame when it passing by.
My hair sliding by and
Your eyes flickering and the tender siphoning
Melting into one
To drink in, softly
A sudden headiness overcome sweeping through and the headiness
Everywhere
The fever heart puffing around
And build on.
All kinds of chasing thoughts stiff
Somewhere
On the simmer.
It is a metaphor hidden in the chamber of secret world
Through the woods, with imagine of wonderment,
Meeting a deer, on the road
Then turning away
Rhyming the quieten pen beating the drum
Inside a tropical heart
A tree of firedust fallen
Incessantly
Rather shaken.
The dawn opens a crack
Casually striking the braking street lights,
Spluttering hearing between my figures and my letters
Broken lines on a blank page
And the vision blackout.
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