Lingering, lingering,Pulsating, pulsating
Two hearts beat in one.
Fine as gossamer,
Vast as the waves,
Inconstant as the moon,
Frail as a flower,
This strange thing we call love,
What a prolific source of sorrows it is!
-Wu Yung
T'ang Dynasty
Monday, May 19, 2008
"Love"
Lingering, lingering,Pulsating, pulsating
Two hearts beat in one.
Fine as gossamer,
Vast as the waves,
Inconstant as the moon,
Frail as a flower,
This strange thing we call love,
What a prolific source of sorrows it is!
-Wu Yung
T'ang Dynasty
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