Lying on the grassy hill,
Holding my face up the bright sky,
Gazing at the moon,
Her beautiful face appears on the surface.
Sitting by the weeping willow,
Thinking of her sweet persona,
Yearning is as long as willow leaves,
I’m feeling void without her.
Separate by seas, oceans, plains and hills,
She is miles and miles away,
Yet, love is so near in our hearts,
Sleep tight through the night.
Let’s meet in our dreams and thoughts,
Light a candle for our Buddha Lord,
Pray, my love be back soon and sound,
Loving her for thousand years long.
BaKoGi
April 20 2007
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