at my age iam still in love with you, no matter what it comes <br />as my days are counted to the maximum, and my knees, <br />touches to the ground, still my unceasing lips wonder in <br />your warm welcome of promise <br /> <br />my heart beats in every corner of your eyes, i can felt the <br />tremendous feeling of sorry when, every time, you say <br />goodbye though i already knew, that lapses and short <br />coming always win every time things get rough <br /> <br />day after the yesteryears, becomes so heartbreaking to <br />accept that, what makes it real is not what we dream off, <br />the day when i meet you, and where the blooms of red <br />roses, turn to pink, was the joy that makes you so true <br /> <br />as my age drops like clouds in the sky, remembering likes <br />only as a dream, when the rainbow in the sky, so near <br />and easy to touch in the air, my arms, the hair, my feet, <br />my everything is lovely as what you see, all is made only <br />for thee <br /> <br />in all my life, i have given what i may be not, of where i should <br />be, such is the moment of what a dream of reality would be, <br />please forgive me dear, i've done things that make you so <br />empty, in a journey, where only you and me supposedly could <br />see <br /> <br />now my age have come to fly, in the land, where nobody wants <br />to come, so empty my heart once so full, today as i feel so <br />cool, you're still with me, in my bedside you give me, the life that <br />is too real......to love you, even my age comes to an end.... I <br />still in love with you<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-heart-of-mine-5/
