作者：Julia
对面的人坐在对面
我说陪我喝杯酒吧，边喝边聊。
夜色很美，月光单薄得像贴纸。
我想用食指的指尖捅破一层窗户纸
我说我会坠落在你的世界
你会接住我吗？
他没有了回答，望向远方。
远方其实并不远，就在他的对面。
他的目光却像在注视着遥远的喜马拉雅。
我的心跳被他盯死在沙发的靠背上面
在那里，我是穿着旗袍的民国旧人，
也是白衣黑裙的青涩少女。
对面的人坐在对面
酒瓶空了。热情被剥削得只剩肋骨。
从头至尾，只有我一个人在醉
夜晚只消耗起一件白色的睡衣
我穿着它和木质的衣架
一起跳舞。
The opposite guy was sitting opposite
By Julia
The opposite guy was sitting opposite
I asked him to chat over a drink
The night was nice with thin moonlight like a sticker
I wanted to pierce the paper window with my fingertip
I said "if I fall into your world，will you catch me ?”
without an answer , he stared in the distance
despite I was just in front of him
he looked as if he was looking far to theHimalayas
his gaze nailed my heart to the sofa back
Where I was a lady in a cheong-sam,
and also an immature girl in white blouse and black skirt
The opposite guy was sitting opposite
The wine bottle became empty, passion was worn out,
and almost nothingwas left.
The night was stripped of everything except a white night robe
leaving me dancing with a wooden hanger, dressed in it.
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