Sitting from my desk the sun cuts through my stretched out windows. Tangled with the winter wind, whispers of tempting heat.
Let us make love again, creating spring.
Don't hold back from me.
ROOMMATES
"A blue fly, if it clings to the tail of a thoroughbred horse,
can travel ten thousand miles;
and green ivy that twines around the tall pine
can grow to a thousand feet.
I was born the son of the one Buddha, Shakyamuni ,
and I serve the King of scriptures, the Lotus Sutra."
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