Your ankle bone fractured at home
My heart broken n thrown into tomb
My mind suddenly begins to aimlessly roam
Indeed we have many many things to comb
We haven't walked shoulder to shoulder under the moon
We love to chase the deer on the Central Plain later or soon
We haven't whispered before the flowers hand in hand
We just have our souls entangled on earth or on sand
I wish I become an old dog by your side
Licking your swollen ankle gently without hide
I wish I'd be a tiny angel entered your brain
Curing your hurt n loosing your pain
Color fades , tide ebbs n time flies
My missing heart n soul never dies
Our lucky star brightly shines n precisely guides
Making us thigh on thigh some day or some night