Taste of Honey蜂蜜的味道
A warm ray slides along the skin,
like time that never hurries.
Each drop – a reflection,
where life quietly begins.

Silence fills each breath,
the body hums like a string.
The taste of a fleeting moment –
knowing beauty is one and the same.

Light melts along the body’s curve,
the world draws nearer to the soul.
In clear reflections – eternity,
in their warmth – motion and peace.

Honeyed light rests on the tongue,
without beginning or end.
It softly whispers the answer –
why we are made to shine.

The skin breathes dawn’s warmth,
the world awakens in rhythm.
Each morning – the first summer,
where we remain unrepeatable.

Drops slide down like thoughts,
leaving traces of warmth.
And it feels as if the body
is a mirror for light.

Everything moves softly, like breath,
within light and skin.
Beauty isn’t what we see –
it’s the moment that stays.

Fingers speak the language of light,
their motion carries silence’s meaning.
The world dissolves in this secret,
where everything becomes one.

Light lingers on the skin,
like a trace of wind’s breath.
Beauty never leaves –
it only grows quieter.

The world turns transparent like time,
each touch becomes a tone.
We don’t seek meaning in the cosmos –
we are its orbit alone.

一缕温暖的光线滑过肌肤,
像从不匆忙的时间。
每一滴水——都是一面镜子,
生命静静地开始。

每一次呼吸都笼罩在寂静之中。
身体像琴弦一样发出嗡嗡声。
转瞬即逝的滋味——
了解美是一回事。

光线沿着身体的曲线流动,
世界越来越接近灵魂。
在清晰的倒影中——永恒,
在它们的温暖中——运动与和平。

舌尖萦绕着蜂蜜般的清香,
没有开始也没有结束。
它轻声低语着答案——
我们生来就该闪耀。

肌肤呼吸着黎明的温暖,
世界在节奏中苏醒。
每个早晨——第一个夏天,
我们仍然是不可重复的。

水滴像思绪一样滑落,
留下温暖的痕迹。
感觉就像身体
是一面光的镜子。

万物轻柔地移动,如同呼吸一般。
在光线和皮肤中。
美并非我们所见——
是永存的瞬间。

手指诉说着光的语言,
他们的动作蕴含着沉默的意义。
世界在这个秘密中消融,
万物归一。

光线停留在皮肤上,
如同微风拂过。
美丽永不消逝——
它只会变得越来越安静。

世界变得像时间一样透明。
每次触摸都会发出声音。
我们并不在宇宙中寻求意义——
我们只是它的轨道。
