By Huilan
Like a boat sailing for the ocean, we jump in and ready to go.
It’s a warm sunny day; a day for receiving a gift also to give away.
I am as nervous and silly as a teenager, keep thinking of the breeze
outside of the window, is just like your hand, soft and gentle;
the tree leaves dance in a rhyme while the wind bell sounds crisp…
Then, here are your eyes, like the whole blue water floating on me,
covering my body as a smooth and warm wave, gushing soft yet rapidly,
wave by wave, wordless to wordless…
I get drowned from the color of the ocean and sky.
Perhaps I get drunk, too.
But I still want more, just like dew soaks the gauze air, but not enough.
Suddenly, I am greedy and want a quant so that I can sail far and far,
till getting myself lost, till I’m shaking like a leaf in a storm,
quivering together with the dew…
But not enough; then
just like a small leaf falls onto a big leaf, again, I lean into you,
burying my head into the grass of your warm chest, searching
for the fresh scent of a man, the strength of a lion.
The man in my arms is aged wine, luring my stomach with a tasting.
Somewhere in a dark bush, I found a burring fire again,
like a big diamond: hard, firm, and pointed; I cannot tell.
Only my tongue knows…
