鹰妹,我还在睡觉,我梦见我在呓语
Some poets put love in leaves
Some in flowers, some in beans
Some in wind, some in snow160;
Some in rain and some in dews160;
my160;eagle deserves160;more than those
With her beaks, talons and pinions
She should prey a real man
to dally with in air and in her stomach
I am that man, for if she doesn't
devour me, love will burn me alive