Timeslot

honestly lies of what life, let it go as together
we track the spell, be the moment of perfume
of a golden memory of our stay, now dream that
your the Queen and I am the King forever, an
imagination again face in my heart

I love you, I love you, oh! of what is true in my life
lives me from now on; it will be of no end, and
someone tells that we will meet again, a same
old feeling of never change that ends

you will be back, with a waiting of magic in your
hand and I truly wait in your loving arm, feel my
life, like a true lightning of today's beginning

overflow my life as you’re true, just for you and
you alone.....

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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