Herald me
like a harvest moon before a typhoon
Snatch a
surge of gallantry, yielding the preparation
In a barbarian language rain down rehearsed words
Mutual
attraction gathering fruition
September
satellite tide infatuation, light the lantern
Tender
devotion in the countryside
Common weed
or rarest rhododendron?
My mother
love so perfectly animal
Imperfectly
human, ruined
All
devotees in my eyes long ago
Does true
love at first sight crop up anymore?
Drop your
sickle, bathe back to me
Inhale river water lucid dream fortuity
Swallow
your intoxicant and march out the valley
The autumn
tide is favorable
For a
September wedding fitzcarraldo
Refuse to gamble
away the occasion
Silence the
doubts of your judgment
Your friends’
logical excuses
Obliterate
age and dismiss difference of culture
Or any other
external circumstance
Be
attendant to this moment
Rendezvous in the celestial elevator
Collect me
for a light refreshment and anywhere
Receive me in the hurricane cockcrow
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