精華區beta poetry 關於我們 聯絡資訊
She loves playing cards. Each time I dialed her number, expecting to talk, She spoke to others, who played cards with her. Sometimes we both felt interested, and she taught me how to play; Sometimes I just felt a little bored, and listened to her like a static clay. Spade, and heart, and diamond, and club... I lay my head on the bed. Spade, and heart, and diamond, and club... I changed the receiver to the left. Spade, and heart, and diamond, and club... I climbed onto my lovely bed. Spade, and heart, and diamond, and club... I closed my eyes, but smiled at last.