Only You Poem by Antonio Liao

navel unfold that your already too old, the flawless
of the wary hair tells me that your worry of the
days that fails

everyone is done, when that night have to stand,
when the music started to fade in the middle of the
night it sung

oh! so worried, all the faces seems blasted, in the
night and morning as it sounded, that in their feet
and hand seems flooded

why, should all this things happen, when i was young
i call and shouted, to everything i needed, like magic
it sprouted

make me strong so that, in every music, i can dance
in every steps i can jump, make it loud, so that my
heart can be apart

i always take my vow, that long before, iam proud, but
now iam loose, for only i know, that life we take is
always new

here iam now, cooled and pale, yet! full of wisdom to tell
inch after inch i can feel, the dawning time where the
only things i can share

to know is to live and to live is to die, in dying you will be
remembered, that only you the only you, can tell, that there
is you who exist