<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">文：老王</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">美篇号：917295</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你站在我语言的尽头，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像一棵树站在秋末最后一枚落叶前——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不追问它为何黄，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">只让风，把叶脉里藏着的整条河流</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">轻轻吹成一声叹息。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我们之间的空白，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">被你的目光翻译成柔软的夜色。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">我举杯，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你便知我想敬的不是酒，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是杯底那枚不肯融化的冰。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">你的手掌覆在我手背上，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像把世界按下静音键——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">高铁穿过隧道，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">婴儿停止啼哭，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">连心脏都学会了踮脚走路。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">于是我把所有锋利的往事</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">折成纸船，放进你眼里。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">它们没有沉没，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">反而在你睫毛的岸边</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">长出了白色的帆。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">如果爱是一场高烧，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">懂就是退烧后</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">窗台上那盆安静生长的薄荷——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">不说话，</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">却把整个夏天的清凉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都举到唇边。</span></p>