I promise you when the weeds begin to burn.
Leaving you just the same delaying the earth's journey spins on its axis.
Loving you is not just expressing the taste then just silence.
I promise you when the sun is right overhead.
Anxiety without you like a canoe without paddling.
Love you with unlimited longing.
I promise you when the tamarind tree in the schoolyard is still a foot.
Dik, aura you when rinai come down to wet the earth.
Loving you timeless.
I promise you when the fall song of flowers is played