Love poems

 I   The Puzzle


You turned and walked away

Left a puzzle to me

A puzzle I have been trying

To solve with half of my life

since nineteen


Start with any positive integer

The sequence will always

End on you. I've tried thousands of methods

The Collatz conjecture is always reseen


It's also a Navier-Stokes equations

Like air passing over aircraft wings

Water flowing out of a tap

It's a Möbius strip as the helical heart

Going cycle as boreen


I was too tired to solve it

I traveled far away across the sea

Moving from the Eastern to the Western

From the North to the South


It just always pops up, in the disguise of

The first sunlight entering my room

The soft wind touching my face

The fragrance from flowers blooming by the road

The singing by birds in the treen


I know that's a trap to lure me in

The calm surface is always

Followed by a torrent, just like

The first beginning of the sweet

Drives to mixed tastes

Without a cue. It could not be broken


It just could not be broken

Until that day I saw you again

I saw the key. It's in your hand

Shinning with sheen


II  Your Glance


The vines on that summer afternoon

That moment----

Particles collided with each other

Made from Electric Flint

The black hole was building the sky


So turn back time

I saw your eyes

Singularity in nothingness

Who was here to push—

You and I met at that time

Time and space began from the point nigh


My figure was lost in

The black and vast space

The twinkling nebula was

Your eyes across the sky

in an instant, like a scene

The solar wind suspended all thoughts

cut off all sense, in July

origin of a minute


Hundreds of millions of years of

the interweaving of hydrogen and helium

Since that summer afternoon

The vines droop, the goblet clinks

Shaking a game of light and shadow

drink it all--

Your meaningful glance, passed by


III   Puritan



It's all doomed

I am a puritan of my heart

Decomposing all remaining emotions

in the Human World with Reductionism


At first it was full of snow

When the snowing ends, it will be a

silent morning, calm

very, very calm


Churning coffee unconcernedly

On such a calm morning

The whole world suddenly snowed again

With a person's shadow


Many years have passed

The bottom of the bottle occasionally

Pops up a series of footsteps, a word and

A smile, they slowly melt away


The only thing that cannot be broken down is

The unbridled glance in the graduation season

like a gem in the moonlight

Occasionally in the dead of night flickering from

A memory box

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