Book of Life
11.20.2020 wenwenlin
when lovers
passing each others
on the street after some long years
while with another in their arms--
there is no greater silence
between the folds of the old waves
and the new, in the ocean of the pages...
each professes in the art
of entering and departing,
chapters that are chronologically misplaced
and paragraphs that have been written, erased
and re-written and re-erased,
pages flipped, skipped, stuck together
with content still unknown
sentences half read
words with syllables mis-pronounced--
and the book of life
has already been rushed
to be published.
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