Read My Lips Poem by Antonio Liao

gripping and stumbling down, like a stream of
straw berry in the milky sweet lips, waiting for you
to come in the middle of the meadow of daffodils
in the dawning morning

holding the edge of the past, wondering the emotion
that settle in the wilderness of endless beauty in your
eyes and touching the dark of you; giving you the
hope to lean on in my arm with a daring heart that
makes you the wonderful lady of today

behold, as you're the moment of the age and wonder
that forever my dear comes to unite in the immortality
of every soul as the heart that rekindled in the losing
time, for each beat hammer the point of a journey that
never was experienced i breathe

come as what you say for me, and let all the puzzled
past resemble in today's celebration for i will always
be in you, my dear someone to stay......