Cloud my Heart

wish tells me the hope of what will come,
for a while, a happy ending that wait feel
the whole intimate beginning of my flesh,
of returning home and settle my freedom
of lying of bed of Roses, tells me on my ……

lure and allure the blindness of pleasure,
the sweet resistance I adore the placement
of nothing but a make over off what the
heart desire; empty myself I can but …….

here is the voice that can’t linger, the vision
that makes me glitter the sky and the lips
that definitely holds on the heart that breath,
stay I am longing for you to stay, until …..

moving speed of the heart, has hold my
breath to find you believing that I am blind …..

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!