Poems from Shiqichen
I, can give you a drop of dew,
She, can give you palmful of springs.
I, can give you the shades of leaves,
She, can give you the forest...
Baby don't cry,
Hush your damped eyes.
Your body's been bruised like the starry night,
Your cries are nothing comparing our surreal joy,...
Say,
When did we begin to ignore others,
As if they don't exist in our parameter?
Tapping, clicking, swiping,
We do all of the above...