I can stop writing
But I can't stop thinking of you
I can stop surfing the Internet
But I can't cut out the sadness of longing
Watching each other on the screen
Becomes a daily view
You dangle before me
But I can't touch your fickleness
Coming on and off
Each time you tug at my mood Cheerfulness or cheerlessness
All is measured by what you posted
How I wish to become the mouse in your hand
So I know which way your heart goes
V2:
Net Love
Rose Lu
Edited By Richard Tornello
I can stop writing.
I can stop surfing the Internet.
Watching each other on the screen
I can't cut out the sadness of longing.
I can't stop thinking of you,
You, with our daily view
untouchable, ethereal, before me.
I can't stop thinking of you.
Signing on signing off,
Each time you tug at my mood.
All is measured by what you posted
I wish I was netted,
the mouse in your hand.
Then I'd know surely know the way of your heart.
BY Rose Lu(Bing hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can stop writing But I can't stop thinking of you I like it