Image of solemn night,

your breath is frost on glass—

I trace the ghost of light

that never learned to pass.

Moon crucified above

bleeds silver through the pines;

I wear its wound of love

in parallel white lines.

Hear the hour collapse,

a cathedral of sighs;

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With snow the world surrounds us,

silent bells in crystal air.

Your breath writes fleeting poems

on the glass of midnight’s prayer.

We drift beneath the hush,

two shadows stitched by light,

every flake a promise

that tomorrow won’t erase tonight.

Let the sky keep falling,

let the roads all disappear;

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仲夏夜熱浪翻涌

霓虹像潮汐淹沒瞳孔

我們在屋頂舉杯，聽城市心跳咚

Midsummer madness，月光為節(jié)拍升溫

把名字寫進云層，讓風帶走所有疑問

汗水混著汽水，在肌膚上閃光

此刻無限延長，像慢速的膠片搖晃

不問明天，不怕失去方向

只要這秒，你眼里有我滾燙