paper lanterns

whi whi whi wherrrrre did you go my darling but into yourself and where did time press but into your lips where I still find myself, like an occasional leaf leftover from fall and wherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre did we rush which I have so much trouble to even remember these days, all the plays and museums, holding hands just to do it because it was cold in Peachtree park and the morning felt wonderful with your softter skin aside mine wherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre did the love go but deeper into mine where into mine did you go, but still linger like a layer of time upon time as now you wear your face like an echo that changes and does not change gains wet with sadness, yet smiles as the chinese lanterns hang with smiles in our once-upon-a 2 am light by the szechuan did I tell you my love all pale yellow in the chinese lantern light wherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre I did tell you my love, pale yellow in the chinese lantern light