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DAVID LAN PHAM, F.A.B.I.
Speak for ( a lover )
I don’t know how many times I dream today. Every time I read your letter, I smile by myself Every day the cloud is white; the sky blue in California. The wind brings strange fragrance from your birch forest area. ****
Do you send me anything with the wind ? Is that why I feel so ecstatic in my heart In the very old days, I used to have vaguely immense sadness. Only a line of your letter changed everything to the best ****
Suddenly I find life extremely lovely Even my greying hair strands smile happily Love isn’t ever outside. It’s in your light finger tips on computer keys ****
Each word you type up is a footstep On the purely white road of the colorless book. Your verses accelerate in fast rhymes Like fresh spring water soothing my thirst ****
The forest you live in will miss me a lot Since, in my imagination, I ‘ve often gone there for a walk I have seen you in your drifted dreams In a sleep full of courting stars and moon ****
You don’t remember ? Of course you do not Because the sky is where I keep our words The yellow moon is the witness, dear darling. If I lie, please ask the time machine to stop running.
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