雲霧遊走

 一張原木公園椅，

兩團心事，兩個世界。

男人吐出一圈圈雲霧，

女人在雲霧遊走。

一隻貓，垃圾桶邊

飢渴的，卻不忘記優雅的

小心翼翼舔著魚骨，直到最後一塊碎屑

吃完，仔細用腳掌洗臉，及貓耳朵。

貓的心是貴族，流浪只是暫時的選擇

兩個孤獨的人，晃游著

兩條孤獨的街

Two loads of mindful, two worlds apart in two ends of a bench,

So near and yet so far away,

The man puffed clouds in mist,                    

Through which the woman swayed and glided in grace,

Were they lovers? Were there kinder spirits?  I asked you my mystical feline friend.

Were you mean as a minx or lean as lynx?  My dear feline friend,

Were you a fair lady of condescending pride or a haughty pet with hovering vanity?

Or, yet, my feline friend, are you just simply that quiescent and omnipresent faithful Campion of mine?

You dashed off the dusts on your fur, tilted your whisker, sighted mystically,

“I am who I am”

“A noble heart and wondering soul, sometimes fractious, sometimes tender, it is

Not for you to know”,

Two lonely hearts strolling through the alley ways, in parallel lines, but tangled.