My OperaSilent Lake of Autumn
Saturday, October 22, 2005 7:09:39 AM
I remember quite clearly now how I loved to be favored by the blind God, in a perfect rapture, when you were by my side, in my life. That time, the sun was shining upon my rosy face and the spring breeze was awakening my soul. Occasionally, I fancy whether all is a fairy tale, which would evaporate when I open my eyes from such a dreamland.
I read this Lake of Autumn in spring, a season in the sun. You told me you loved it for its sentimental touching grace. Those days, I loved everything you love, with laughter and tears, including you. But I never expect I would be the one left behind someday in Autumn. You took a French leave as quietly as a falling leaf, killing my last hope of love.
Over and over again, your tearful intonation of Lake of Autumn distracts me running back the days loving and being loved; Time and time again, my heart shattered and despaired, like scattered pearls, each branded your name---a solitary love token in my life.
---Sunflower---
2005.10.22
I read this Lake of Autumn in spring, a season in the sun. You told me you loved it for its sentimental touching grace. Those days, I loved everything you love, with laughter and tears, including you. But I never expect I would be the one left behind someday in Autumn. You took a French leave as quietly as a falling leaf, killing my last hope of love.
Over and over again, your tearful intonation of Lake of Autumn distracts me running back the days loving and being loved; Time and time again, my heart shattered and despaired, like scattered pearls, each branded your name---a solitary love token in my life.
---Sunflower---
2005.10.22
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