过客

小光伟志

<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">三月里粉色的雨霏</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">打湿了浅浅的足迹</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">我成了江南的过客</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">恋旧早春那一众颜色</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">俏皮的涂抹在嫩柳间</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一阵风儿吻过腊梅的唇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">一颗雨滴染红山桃的眉</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">湖面上飘过忧伤的雨雾</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">小船上茶座空了着寂寞</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">窄窄的雨巷蹒跚着回忆</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">老宅前一把湿透的竹椅</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:20px;">曾注视过谁丢下的脚步</span></p>