九月

桌上放着的书,夹着书签一片
窗外下着的雨,雨滴练成一线
心处洞中,想念心怯

晨光变得丰满,充着鼓鼓的气
空气潮湿得让人胆怯
逃过了一切,在这初秋的早晨里
和雨水一起,悲情上演

时光变得稀薄,缓缓拉着线
大雨淋湿的期待被搁浅
心处洞中,停止了挖掘

九月,越走越远的时间

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stefana

"In the middle of introversion and extroversion; intuition for sure; in the middle of thinking and feeling; perception with a lots of wishes." I am happy free confused and lonely in the best way, it's miserable and magical. instagram:stefana_an

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