Dripping Luxury
adrift
in the clouds of wealth
the high way
of floating
of nowhere to go, contentment lies
ahead for the lips murmur
as far as the sky
oh!
beautiful goodbye,
wait the distance capture the
sweet paradise,
waving even the mouth is full,
yet! the eyes satisfied
no more than
to die
delivered
my quest, thou certainly
it losses
to fade in the memory where to
believe than to suffer in the
lasting grip or lingering
grave to lie
until it gives the sweat
close of serenity I plead
mesmerize the foot step I came...
poem by Antonio Liao
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