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By darwin Date: 2005 Nov 18 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.18.15.43.31491]] |
| My heart is a paper lantern tonight. Rice paper gently being held in your hand. Tonight, you will light my heart, set it afire, and let me drift into the open skies. Dark and waiting, waiting to lift me into the night. My heart is a paper lantern, fragile against your touch, fragile against the winds, as they beat against my gentle walls. I am a fragile paper lantern, and tonight you will set me afire, drifting in the autumn winds, as my soul searches for rest. You are setting my heart afire, dark and waiting, waiting to lift me into the night. My heart is rice paper, gently being held in your hand. Tonight, my heart is a paper lantern. |