this term has been really screwed. i knew this day would come. stupid luh. ranted to ephraim about everything bad thats happening to me and he wrote me a poem. hes good at this kinda things but its the first time hes writing a poem for somebody else so i'm really touched. :D i've been reading it a few times and trying to get the essence of it.
valentines are long
for jiaquan
everything is dark-
tonight the summer trees will cast
paperskin on you.
in the thick moonlight, maybe
this protection will make you forget
our separation.
watch our road unfurl
into a forked inky tail. please,
let’s pretend we’re witches,
at least
we have the imagination to forestall
this greek calligraphy.
no,
stop this reflection of tears. I give
you a garden. a green mirror
of metal and red trees. cry all you
want; just leave this watermark
on my thirsty veins.
together we can drink
this memory of white wisteria
and dead ash.
when we die together
in the September heat
I’ll remember to burn
a truthful blossom of grief:
let me weave stone daises
between your fingers
so I’ll end my summer recalling the touch
of my tight heart, a withered beating
for you.
yay this poem is specially for me (: makes me feel appreciated. omg so nice.