Chapter 15 Fourteen lines of my Buddha

Fourteen lines of my Buddha Feng Tang Feng Tang @ 2007-9-23 9:01:21 the soul is made to sing Spirit is for wandering The body is made for bed Buddha, the first time I saw your way your hair is still black and long So I decided to forget I decided not to see you So I went north, the belly of the polar bear is you So I went south to the Southern Cross starlight is you So the spring of my east trip to Hokkaido is you So the sandstone of my westward journey to the Mogao Grottoes is you I'm drunk and dreaming of your bold hands After I took the drug, I cut off your finger and your fingerprints reappeared

I swear, in my next life I will be your bed sheet in the next life