I see you
I know you
If I were not broken in powdery pieces
I would have raced across
the river in heavens
to feel you
Instead
I am standing still
in awe of your fragile beauty
living out the ancient tale of
Niu Lang and Zhi Nu
http://worldstories.org.uk/stories/the-story-of-niu-lang-and-zhi-nu/