The Hot Snow Of Christmas Poem by Antonio Liao

the glittering snow comes in an amazing struggle
of the turning white; the make believe of the
wonder land of magic, the never, never ever be
the same of turning feeling of pain of waiting for
the ecstasy of letting go of staying unselfishness
last of sweet pain

Oh! please place me in the dark of dreaming of
where i am might be, stay the waiver of giving
you all my love and taste the pleasure i offer than
anything more of myself; holding you to close
takes no fancy of taking you to the place with me,
then feel free, for the love i show is the
loving pain of loving me molded to one with a
timeless seal of your heart

fool me my dear, no matter how far i went wrong,
i'll still start all over again, the oozing smell will not
find the right of leaving without you in my home, i
can still want you’re chariest for i am, such a
foolish season of the day's on

it’s been a long long while, i wait and stay with
hope of coming home, a Christmas tree of
chances of never be by the storm comes to open
home my darling

make then last, at this moment right now …….