詩 - #3 Presence in the past
Sunlights catches my eyes
They releases my sight for empty balconies
Taken back to outdoor spring
Windows are my body that I left spontaneously
Let me cut the wind
Let me being shaped like a little baby grass
Let me grown up as another man
Enough of you and your body, and me
You have my eyes and my huge thoughts, that accuracy is better even more I'm sure
Presence in the past
2021
