You are
the hollow tree trunk to the hibernating squirrel
the sanctuary to the refugee
You are
the axis to the earth wanderer
the compass to the tracker
You are
the magnetic island to the metal particles
the shore the survivor swam to
You are
the tree I swing around
You are who you are
I belong to
I don’t know I have ever felt the way I feel about you
I don’t know has anyone ever so completely besotted with me like you do
I don’t know I have ever dreamt about love the way until I know you
I don’t know has anyone ever known me the way you know me
You have kissed my soul long before you will kiss me
You have loved me long before you will see me
You were the wish I made to the shooting stars long before I had known about love
You were the one covered by the umbrella in the dividing rain,
a dream I had so long forgotten ago,
I was a curious teenager tipped toes on the dry side,
spotted you and knew you were the one
You have vividly lived in that dream
until I heard you whispering across the ocean
I don’t know I have ever felt so content as how I feel now
just knowing you are there
and love will part the sea
Cloves of shivers
Tenderly connecting
Snowflakes melting softly
The morning glow warmth
Escalating the ardour
Just in time for the sun
Burst in full vehemence
I was walking aimlessly and contently
knowing the truth of timing
I spotted a native wilted shrub
I love them for they are scruffy and hardy
I stopped, looking up the sky and asked for rain
The next day, I woke up smiling at the drops
left on my window pane
I was walking towards the shrub intently
knowing the truth of prayer
I squatted down to check on its trunk and crown
with satisfaction they are still bendy but supple
I stood up, looking up the sky and gave thanks
The next day, I woke up smiling as my heart
filled with warmth
I was walking towards the shrub with excitement
knowing the truth of reaping
I skipped down the path to match my anticipation
from distance it greeted me with full bloom
My heart fluttered, looking up the sky and murmuring ‘I have found it!’
My love
When I search you in the dark
Your lips are on mine
The sprinkle of your kisses
Like dewdrops quenching my thirst
I quiver to drink you in
My heart flutters to bloom
Softly softly I’m opening up to you
My love
Your heat warms me up
Wrapping me in flasket
I gently illuminate
Seeping through your blood streams
Your inferno melts me in spiral
Until we disintegrate into one
she walked in his shack and smiled
he sensed calm before he lifted his eyes onto her
she held his head to her bosom
his headache peeled off in red and white petals
she torn open the curtains and let the light in
his chest expanded inhaling lavenders in sundust
she kissed him in droplets
he sank into a bliss of sweet aroma
in snowy days
I will hibernate in your arms
let cobwebs grow on my hair
let raven bring us food
nesting nesting
when Spring comes
I will wake up in your arms
let crisp cut grass infuse our nostrils
let fresh blooms send us pollen
achoo! achoo!
in summer haze
I will dance in your arms
let sweat bubble on our foreheads
let music bring us joy
shuffling shuffling
when Fall arrives
I will collapse into your arms
let the burning colours scorch our lips
let leaves cover our passion
flying flying
remember how much we were in love
we wrote each other love poems like petals
letters like bouquets
remember how inseperable we were
my fingers still carrying scars from the thousand origamis I made for you
in lieu of the time you were away
remember how sad we were
when we said our goodbye
a heart broken into two
remember how much we missed each other
I filled the ocean with tears thinking of you
you followed the dictionary to explain every word of me
remember how much we hated each other
I burned all our memories into ashes
you self punished with a marriage you’ve never wanted
remember how we wanted to tell our story
to the grand children we’ve never met
here I tell the story before our memories fade
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the carbon I breathed out
would be crumbled woodchips
the air I inhaled
would grow fruit trees and garden plants
the words I spoke out
would be telegraphic frequencies
the messages I heard
would be effevescent poetry
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the way I love you
would be a lullaby at night
the way you love me
would be a rainbow in the sky
I don’t have much good memories of you
Yet you managed to discard things tying me to the few
Do boundaries mean anything to you
How could I trust when I am not respected
You are not a child
No use to throw tantrums to get what you want
Certainly no use to hide your misbehavings
Chance is for whom taking it seriously
Only when I am gone you will stand to be a man
I am the floating jetty
Anchoring between you and your full potential
Flicker of Thoughts 