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This poem I dedicate to my beloved wife …

you looking at me like a well
your eyes like a boat that sent me to your heart bay.
commands for me at the wharf at your finger groove.

debar us as embodied in a grip
sehangat prayer and blessing of tears on our wedding day
jasmine and roses scattered on the dais
under a light rain, the park disebuah

Heaven my home. your my angel
time dimension me. the time has never been as moved
secretly mark our silver age and gray hair.
but I have been using the old love, still it spoiled
regular face to smile and lovely as when I fell in love with you.