A little boy and a little girl
doing their best in a cruel world...

Give you a river
for thoughts to stream...

Poetic words
precious to behold...

From time to time
words surge...

Eyes you used to look into
eyes you said were beautiful...

Call it rude, crude
what you would...

Surfing reading
asking wondering...

I believe earthly life
is the only life...

Not quite love
not quite crush...

Not quite bread
not quite scone...

So this is where
eliza dolittle...

Xintiandi
a new story...