罗艺恒 “@R_332_4323@瓷 (英文版)”@H_157_0@ @H_157_0@ YoUr toUch lIke brUsh strokes YoU hold coloUr In mY @R_618_2957@ @H_157_0@ The deep blUe and pearl whIte gLow lIke porcelaIn.@H_157_0@ As I stare clear throUgh the wIndow that I’m locked wIthIn @H_157_0@ I coUnt the seconds to see YoU agaIn.@H_157_0@ PossessIons reach cannot hold beaUtY sUch as YoUrs@H_157_0@ Yet stIll Its cLouds shroUd YoUr Light so YoUr petals Fall@H_157_0@ YoUr fLowers kIss I remInIsce, now I Only see In pIctUre frames.@H_157_0@ @H_157_0@ The skY Is crYIng blUe, as I waIt for YoU@H_157_0@ The fIre In mY heart bUrnIng whIte and trUe@H_157_0@ A thoUSAnd mIles the smoke Is Rising hIgh both sIdes @H_157_0@ I see YoUr shadow oUtlIned throUgh@H_157_0@ The skY stIll dark as I make mY waY To You@H_157_0@ WhIte moon Light gUIdes oUr waY, fIelds of mornIng dew@H_157_0@ OUr world Is greener on the other sIde so free@H_157_0@ The tIme Is callIng.@H_157_0@ @H_157_0@ PerfectIon locked and UntoUched trapped behInd thIs glaze @H_157_0@ The shInIng whIte holds Its shape so elegantlY@H_157_0@ BeaUtIfUl blUe hIdes entwIned hold Its secrets tIght@H_157_0@ All of Its mYsterIes sUbdUed beneath@H_157_0@ These eYes have Only one mInd, set Upon Us two.@H_157_0@ MY present, past and the fUtUre resIde In YoU@H_157_0@ AlthoUgh the Ink has come to fade.@H_157_0@ Its art and meanIng stIll remaIn.@H_157_0@ @H_157_0@ The skY Is crYIng blUe, as I waIt for YoU@H_157_0@ The fIre In mY heart bUrnIng whIte and trUe@H_157_0@ A thoUSAnd mIles the smoke Is Rising hIgh both sIdes @H_157_0@ I see YoUr shadow oUtlIned throUgh@H_157_0@ The skY stIll dark as I make mY waY To You@H_157_0@ WhIte moon Light gUIdes oUr waY, fIelds of mornIng dew@H_157_0@ OUr world Is greener on the other sIde so free@H_157_0@ The tIme Is callIng.@H_157_0@ The skY Is crYIng blUe, as I waIt for YoU@H_157_0@ The fIre In mY heart bUrnIng whIte and trUe@H_157_0@ OUr world Is greener on the other sIde so free@H_157_0@ The tIme Is callIng.