一首詩

You slightly look
Easily will unclose me
Though I have closed myself
As fingers
You open always
Petal by petal myself
As spring opens
Touching skillfully, mysteriously
Her first rose
I do not know what it is about you
That closes and opens
Only something in me understands
The voice of your eyes
Is deeper than all roses
Nobody, not even the rain
Has such small hands
片中引用的E.E. Cummings的 somewhere I Have Never Travelled，迷人的