Latest Forum Posts:

Categories

Dreams of the Tang Dynasty #9

We rowed out to an empty island on the Wei river,
Mooring our boat to a fallen tree.
She moved like water through the forest,
Like a flood through my heart.
The night was warm and bright,
Lying on my blanket, we chanted poems to the stars.
Naked, we woke up wet with morning dew,
Making love, we warmed ourselves in the rising sun.
AD865

This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than storiesspace.com with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.

To link to this poem from your site - please use the following code:

<a href="https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/poetry/dreams-of-the-tang-dynasty-9.aspx">Dreams of the Tang Dynasty #9</a>

Comments (0)

Tell us why

Please tell us why you think this story should be removed.

Reason