[YWW.ME] 2025.02.15 Little Susu from Three Thousand Dreams

The untitled poem does not have many lovers, but the enthusiasm is cooled when it is written. Love is lucid, and the mind is heavy when waking up from a dream. I exchange my lifelong tenderness for your eyes, and give you a kiss when I am most moved. But there is no place for us to recognize each other in the rest of our lives. The snow is silent, and the cold winter wind is like missing you.