Fog rising from willows
clouds kissing the valley
you and I, my love
after making love all night
are out for a walk to see the rising sun.
We look into each other eyes and smile
knowing what the other was doing
all comaed all night bringing
paradise to earth, to our knees.
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Inspired by a Luo Zhihai's Chinese poem
Friends - Poem by Luo Zhihai
友人
霧自柳間起
雲從石上飄
漁樵君信友
梅竹我知交
Friends
Fog generating from willows
Clouds floating above stones
Fishermen and woodcutters are your trusted friends
Plums and bamboos are my bosom friends
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