The firework in wind of Baby Ann

Hello . Today i'm gonna share you a poem of Baby Ann's work . Baby Ann is a best seller writer . Her book has been read widly in Asia ,Europe, and other area. Which is very much combine both east and west thoughts. So lets take a look .

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The firework in wind

This moment , you belong to me , my lovely chind

Your eyelashes are the green leaves on the spring branches, I want to touch them with my fingers gently

Use my warm tears to make them damp . They are mine . you said , Every part of you. All of you. It's all mine.

Your low voice doesn’t seem to belong to this awkward world. In the night, it is like a stray bird, flying to where it can stay.

In a city very far away You are a man with a face like wind. Spread out your soft soul to me.

It is the two children in the middle of the night. Stupid and cute child.

Gentle infatuation and need. painful. unscrupulous
This is our way. You said.

Because we are people who can love to be fiercely defeated.
Because of the hidden darkness and wildness in the heart.
Becuse have been no more believing in love

like an entire sky of beautiful fireworks
So bright.so warm
Gradually turns out into an icy dust In the wind
But we are happy. Happy and fallen

Is it the fallen before the end of the world,
If we meet

We are obscure people who are easily disillusioned

Sometimes sensitive. Also very numb.

Need the ultimate feeling. So will be ruthless.

But this is the most hopeless lingering you have given me.

We need this much ,this much

Little baby, I want to bring you back home.
you say.your voice touches me in the dark .

Love is desperate ,
Your promise is warm

Let us finish watching the firework , all right ?
　　
Lightly hold my hand in the wind

Don't let me see the separation