Leaves blow around on the autumn streets,
The air is brisk but filled with romance
Like a lover whispering secrets to his lady
And breathing softly upon her neck.
...
Everything is God
Even if there is no God.
Everything is love
Even if you cry a thousand tears
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Charming ghosts idly float in my brain
And smile as they twist around
All my poetic thoughts
Like a curving, foggy road.
...
The day we finally meet
It will be raining softly
On grey and lonely urban streets,
The last dangling autumn leaves
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I’m praying with lonely tears
To our Lady of Guadalupe.
I’m a poor man
With a long face,
...
Drink in the moonlight
Gazing into the lake.
Like Han Shan,
Write poems
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I’m frantically searching
My disintegrating mind for prayers
Alone somewhere abandoned by humanity.
I’m so used to soul-crushing silence,
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I’m a little bird
Wanting to sing a sad song
To your gentle heart.
You’re not the most
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With tears forming gentle streams,
I fear that life
Is nothing but ugly puddles
In the broken beer-bottle night,
...
We smile like children
Laughing in a parade,
And your eyes flash a secret code;
Intimate, mystical love
...