Albert Wong Poems
A Beautiful Lady.
She appeared like a blaze.
Moved from the West to East.
I could only stand far survey.
My heart felt her cool face.
I thought in love was too late.
Closer heard her voice ringing;
her face as white as pale jade;
her hands were gently soft.
She touched me make my heart jumping;
her lips moved gently with pink shines.
Why I could not control my heart calm?
Her charming figure caused me shy.
Nearly could not speak wise words.
My mind was so distraught when stood closer.
My Dear Moon Lady
My Dear Moon why you always come at night?
You have been so dear with me every night.
You come quietly to visit me up so high,
Since my first to meet you I can see you.
You are moving gently to dance waltz,
Hide up with gauze pieces of white clouds.
Enjoy so much with your hiding games,
You are so lovely appear wherever I stay.