快速的曲
                                                                                          发丝遇见了鼻息，
                                                                                          冰凉的触感缠进每个翻滚的梦，
                                                                                          神经末梢尽兴地揽过迷糊的香。
                                                                                          乌云瞒着月光，
                                                                                          遮起大地上的欲望。

                                                                                          天空是别样的唇，
                                                                                          舔一舔白云是生涩的吻，
                                                                                          我呀——
           
                                                                                          我呀，
                                                                                          撑着黑伞，
                                                                                          过了雨后的夜晚。
                                                                                          怕着白猫，
                                                                                          晃荡了影子的肩。