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When I saw you cry,
I saw a woman of pain,
And the pain of giving pain,
For the reason of I.
My world was flooded,
As blood lashed the dam of heart,
And registered the sign in your eye.
I watched a distorted face,
Which, alas, I hope never was
To our faith in love destroy.
You enriched the two spheres with tear,
For it was Donne’s coin, rare and dear,
And, in love’s modern treasury, always of short supply.
I feared that a sinister angel,
Envying our love, might make you ill
And, like Poe’s Annabel, die.
When I saw you cry
For this 12 hours, a half day,
Please, you, do not deny
That I cried the same way; thus, our love’s whole day.
我看着你
闭上了眼睛
如同是心
思考的间息
睁开了眼睛
幸福地欢喜