I Love You....promise
deep in slumber there lies
a dream that urges me
to wake
a ghetto, of my soul
upholds the emptiness
of sharing of what i am
in your midst
loving you is a call, to
be fulfilled, a fuel to
to be burned, like an incense
to fume the inner self
of what is mint
of sharing, of giving what
i have, leaving all,
what it takes
i love you.. it. is not because
i love you...it is because
of that promise
to live with you till, we
meet again.
poem by Antonio Liao
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