Saturday, April 9, 2016

This heart


This heart stay to non
because non of it stop,
this heart owns to non,
because nothing stay forever,
because of one
this heart grow.

the one who tame me,
the one who restrain me,
the one who linger in me,

this heart grow fonder with touch of finger,
that eyes, remain forever as memories,
as the time goes on,
with wrinkles lurking
i still love you 
and i always do.

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