Gently Care My Lips..... Poem by Antonio Liao

my heart will be your paradise, my silent will be
your eyes and my touch will be your day to begin
the unending chariot of fire in your destiny

with in deep compassion the wisdom cab
wave the criticism of truth, as every stair the step,
made its way; pretending that my hands guide
your loneliness while my lip touches to reach the
rainbow of your pure insanity

vomit all that lead you know more of the head that
reason, on my mind your empty, perhaps it
makes cool my day, crazy like me, nothing comes
that makes things happy only that good shinning
springs of the sunny morn that hold until this day

wipe out all the mess, stare and steer, gently
please my face that collapse in your heart that pure
subside, lament all the memories for time comes no
regret; joyous await thy heart that long, stay and be
with me my dignity

let thy heaven move and stay away in my trouble
heart, but please release my bosom heart in your
flourishing moment to stay forever as you stay
with me......