Vine
Bai Qiu

You sleep, a bed of vines
Dreaming
You still tightly twine around me
So weak, it's as if
Someone must support you

But the sea keeps calling me from afar
Boundless freedom is there on her bosom
Yes, your bedroom is my death cell
And the unsleeping bird of night
Rebukes me for betraying the sky

Awake, I watch you
Thinking how you always need someone to support you
But if I detected the smell of someone else on you
I'd go mad

Oh, I'd best let you tie me down