Dews remark the day when morning comes alive
Every drop of it quenches me to survive,
vitalizing my life by every thought
I do not recall as a mere notion
emanating from an empty sense
This is what I may call Love
as it radiates from my heart stubbornly enough
Love is there by every beat it may be,
unmistakably pronounces every second I feel thee
Be there forever, Love, for there you are free
I breathe your presence with ease
Surely there is no way to cease...
Jakarta, April 24, 2011
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