Tan Ma

Tears Of An Artemis

Tell me, who wouldn’t get lost in your eyes
Your eyes that celestially dropp picturesque auroras into the emptiness of my world
If only I could kiss those roseate lips of yours that constellations may once again form
Upon the waters that long to shine as you do
They miss the beauty of the night that you alone allow them to see, they miss you—I miss you
It’s time to rest those worn out sapphires that grew tired of yearning happiness in his arms
A clear cosmic tragedy that he chose not to l

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