在十二月的夜晚上床 林木译
当我滑入被子下面,叠进
你的温暖,我想我们就像一封
三十年前写的情书的纸页,
某个衰老的神每天仍在阅读,
然后小心地放回它的信封里。
Getting Into Bed On A December Night
By Ellen Bass
When I slip beneath the quilt and fold into
your warmth, I think we are like the pages
of a love letter written thirty years ago
that some aging god still reads each day
and then tucks back into its envelope.
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