Proposal

No gossip, no limit,
Only with the spirit of merit,
My love will visit.

No history, no boundary,
Only with the grantee of honesty,
My heart is hungry.

No regret, no darkness,
Only with the desire-net of my blood,
Your love is my breath.

No custom, no system,
Only with the programs of freedom,
your heart is welcome.

For our souls to be brave,
For our rainbows that we crave,
For our shadows of the future-page,
Please don't show the poker face.

poem by Aung Si Myanmar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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