火花心臓。

Here I love you.
In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.
  
The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.
  
Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.
Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.
Here I love you.

最后一篇。

想来我是将其妥善储存。
刚刚出现的意象是,退潮。地平线将水天等分,是空无一人的沙滩海面和天空。连云都很少,是一个渐变色。海浪的裙边开始逐渐退去,留下湿漉漉的、平整的细沙。我理应感到平静,当时却只觉空旷。
尽管我依旧习惯于用第二人称,但内涵却不再是你了。

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