Bazille and Camille painted by Claude Monet (1865)
Walking through a dream I see you
Finally,
Wandering about in the illusion,
I ponder whether you're real or
Virtual.
Sipping the milk tea on this cold winter night,
Fragrant,
I think of you,
With music playing and falling leaves
Beautiful.
If you're in the hell with evils everywhere,
Hopeless,
I would rather jump in,
Making it a Spring Heaven with my
Heart.
Alas, if I were in a chilly abyss,
Bottomless,
Would you risk your life to save me,
Bringing about flowers and sunshine with your
Soul?
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