YOU ARE MY REPEATED AILMENT AND SWEETNESS

You are my repeated ailment and sweetness, you had me push the time

forward

one year, ten years. you ordered the gardenia to be in full blossom

once more, you let the summer

return again and again in immortality.

you are under the infinite temporal order,

an invisible texture, you are silence, you are also a type of weight,

you are the evenings and nights. Slightly falling down the eye

curtain, you should also be

my beloved concubine, you are the seductions and respites of rhythm.

you are the one-timer lover who then fades away,

you are the softness of longhair,

the touching determination of the willowy bank,

the god seated in composure on plateau.