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Erik Luo Jul 2020
The lonely city sky is calling your name
For the priceless pain of that childish dream
The purple clouds slowly covered the stars
Reminding me of you in my heart

Walking down this cold and empty street
Seeing your face in the back of my brain
Over the ages of my secret disguise
Reviling the spark of that sweet wine

Oh lover
I am here
But too far to see
To see that fire

Oh lover
I am blinded and fooled
It's too painful for me
For me to see that fire

Seven years later I still dream
Of your smile on that rainy day
To cover my heart and escape the fate
Oh baby,
You're still on my mind
Erik Luo Jun 2020
The white horse’s name
Is one of many ways
For the poor wish of love
And the red frame with god

The beautiful sea
With people dying
At the expense of pain
And the greed for shame

What can possibly become
Of the cycle that surrounds our name
As death take us home
And fame passed in the brain

Oh mother of all
Can you smell that dying light
Can you taste the flowering eyes
Or touch upon that sacred hand

Help these poor souls
Who has lost the sight of the other side
Maybe soon you will come for them
And bring them to a newer light

Or to that creature of chaos
And the laughter we heard
Was not merely a point of pleasure
But a declaration of truth

And let that river
Flow to the north
Guided by that force
That takes the words...

In eternity we searched
For the love that has been lost
To forget the past
And missed the real act
Of a lifetime with blood
and silence, without us
Erik Luo May 2020
Sometimes,
I don't know where I'm going
like I'm falling
endlessly

Sometimes,
I can't feel the mourning
of my death
and my dreams

Sometimes,
I dream of being
a sheep
asleep

Sometimes
I have a feeling
like the silence
too short

But tonight
I hope
I will see
A new light

I dream of a leave
that will soon be here
and I will wake up


Sometimes
I don't know where I'm going
lost in the world
of desiring

Sometime
I forget my own knowing
for the sadness
that lives in being

But today
I heard that dream we are
together, singing that song

And maybe
we'll be here for one more
one more moment away

I don't know
What could have been

I don't need to




And sometimes
I will imagine
The life of a dream lived

And perhaps
is time
to let go our lie
and see what is here

And perhaps
we have to
let go of
the sorrow

oh sorrow

Maybe we'll
just let go
together, back to one

and maybe we can
just love
more than what we are




Sometimes
I feel the sorrow
and then
I remember you

Sometimes
I live in tomorrow
and maybe we will
meet again

And perhaps
I will know
how to play this song

And maybe
I will learn
how to love without hurt

And I remember you are here

I know we are




Sometimes,
I go fearlessly
into the void

Sometimes,
I will know
how to lie

Someday,
I will feel
the warmth
of you embrace

but maybe
is too far away
A simple one
Erik Luo May 2020
Eternity
of this reality
is a song of duality
loving you endlessly

In the void of this dream,
the infinite chain of sacred beings
for the beauty that we have seen
becoming part of that first scream

For what life shall we live?
that's not about the name
of a servant of darkness
or a goddess of love

To the flowers in that dark place
we've known each other ever since
to feel the sense of your endless touch
and jump through that golden path

In the box of the infinite being
lies a piece of nothingness
experiencing love and hate
eternally through infinity
Erik Luo May 2020
Let that innocence
of the smiles in the dark
grab the tips of our heart
and throw away the meat of our art

Beautiful faces
over the picture of our verses
like those paintings we saw
in the light, without

The stream of that red gold
flowing through the middle
of something truly evil
Growing with all of our souls

Yet I cannot choose
To see the world with that face
or to let the dream disturb
the white horse's path

Dream on, my friend
To let go of the river that cried
and face the truth that died

Together,
maybe

Will you see me there?
Erik Luo May 2020
The fear of our nature
Has the love for the future
And the tears of our pasts
Can only be taken with love

To the horror that we each face
Inside the depth of the sorrow gaze
With the language of love and hate
Spoken by a higher name

What mystery is there to solve
What beauty is there to see
What shadow is there to chase
What dream is there to forgive

In the deepest part of our heart
We hear the calling of the void
Filled with unspeakable love and hate
To the end and the beginning

Out of fear
we loved,
and out of love
we feared
Erik Luo May 2020
The mask of what we are
Have covered our sins
We wear it from day to night
To look past existence

Sometimes the mask carries
All the ***** secrets we have
Sometimes it holds onto
The beauty and dreams that have passed

Some of us
Realized they have a mask
And others
Wearing them without a touch

The self struggles deeply
At the depth of its own identity
But to what degree of self-acting
Will we learn the truth of our own playing

The mask that holds us
Switching from the void to the map
of the journey towards our own destiny
and the experiences we had

In us
We know
We are
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