By faeriemouse
Date: 2002 Dec 05
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Your eyes at night.
I am walking in the summer mist with you,
Following the scent of the white jasmine next to the waterfall.

The waterfall, a horse carriage, chatter and laughter and a few cars;
A sway of a tree branch.  By the river,
I look up at the sky.  Tell me the constellations.

We walk on the bridge.  Flowers like this come only once a year.