Looking up in the sky
That bears numerous stars that could fly,
Wondering if you would forbear,
As long as the fish do not despair.
Yawing beneath the familiar pond
My undying love so old,
Will it last long enough,
Long enough to see us through?
The rhythmic beats that will forever not soften,
Will this love last a lifetime,
To fulfill all my dreams without a single dime?
But with a mere promise
That sealed the betrothal with no compromise.
Will this love cherish with much bliss,
Each time I stoop low with a kiss
That warmed up your thin, moist lips;
For how long will you love me,
As it keeps on weighing on my mind
With much uncertainty.
Douglas Joash Mango
Copyright ©2007 Douglas Joash Mango
