three nights i've gone by the riverside by Yun-Fei Wang (15, Taiwan)

i. the silent night
 
moonlight from windows
illuminated fingerprints
painted blood-stained glass
casting shadows intertwined
on the white concrete wall
her dark silhouette i can’t erase

stone-paved road under the
bleeding soles of my bare feet
left a trail as red as her lipstick
leading to where quiet skies
kissed the drunk waves of the
sapphire ocean under a whisper

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my fingertips burst into flames
soft ripples of vacant waters
intoxicated oceans of longing
as cold as her divine beauty
chiseled from ice yet it was her
who saw through my absence

starlit depths of her shadow
my empty body dissolving
in cold waves crystals break
for her i’d disappear
dreaming in these waters
as i drown myself in life

ii. the longest night

to see with your eyes closed
beneath the calm surface
oceans painted by moonlight
a glistening darkness so blue
as if insanity was a paradise
uncovering the deep scars
 
in my colorblind eyes
where i once carved her
ethereal beauty breathlessly
with the silent sharpness of
nights i had dreamed of her
and the nights i couldn’t
 
to listen in the unquiet silence
white edges of blue waves
where the waters once kissed
the roughness of the cliffside
decaying alone in any lifetime
listen to the beat of my heart
 
slowing down in endless pain
and with last breaths i whisper
her tongue-piercing name until
hollowness has lost its meaning
my reflection on the waves
trying to find my broken self
 
iii. (the) last night
 
drunk moonlight, clear blue waves,
i went insane, her beauty, the edge
of a sharp knife, cut through veins
slitting my heart wide open, for her
i’d drown myself, in any lifetimes,
if i could i’d never let her down.
 
blades of rain, city lights, a window
with a broken lock, cold mists, like
pearls shattering on soaked asphalt,
break my bloodstream into rivers,
cotton candy clouds, illicit dreams
i'll fall to her as rain in another life
 
lighthouse faded in the distance,
letters in perfume bottles, torn
by waves the handwritten sonnets,
ice blue waters, hollow seashells,
gentle waves they cut so deep, in
moonlight, i asked for one last chance
 
quiet nights, fading lights, wanting 
her, the pain tasted sweet enough
for my heart to dissolve in rain
i dream about her, while i stand
in these waves, in this suffering,
the only heaven i dare to crave

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