Wearing a
white gown,
decorated with
Lotuses,
you dance
in the midst of
the distant meadows
like a new-born
petal.
But, in the depths,
where bones uncover,
etched to my black heart,
a red handprint,
you left.—
Will you
ever leave me
in peace?
Be honest. Don't fall into traps. Cause if you do, it is hard to erase the scars...