Sonnet 081
Laijon Liu 20160505
True that nobody truly knows anything about you
Your blushy first kiss, your sweet prom night
The story or the poem that changes you
That moment you find your purpose, set your course
No one can be there at your side
To share a few significant moments of your life
Your journals, some letters locked in a drawer
Some drunken nights your tears roll down for no
reason
Even you at this very moment reading this poem
You are alone, and I too alone, writing this, vice versa
How that world away, 400 years apart
Or in same time period we can only do texting?
One paragraph sent, one paragraph read
No correspondence between the writer and the reader
