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Sunday, December 4, 2011

Learn To Be Lonely

(the last poem written for cheval blanc, and from now on, ultimately, I gave her up.)

From summer to winter,
For days and months,
I try to throw away the strength of feeling.

In space a piano placed,
Imagine your fingers sail through the keys,
I feel that I am kissed.

In deep night,
With feeble light,
I echo your name in memory tight.

On the bed,
Lying with weariness, hopelessness embedded,
I still like to dream of you.

Over the rainbow,
Here comes my shadow,
But you never follow.

I understand.
What’s lost is lost.
I wish you a merry Christmas.

(15th of December,2005)
Trino Chan
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