Sunday, July 20, 2008

Christmas 2005

Ink and smiles bring Seasons Greetings
T'is the season for thanks-giving
Thou tummies fill do turkey roasts
It's hearts that warm under mistletoe

A season, a reason - to rejoice and cheer
A time, a rhyme - to cheris all that is dear
For seven days and endless nights
Through mind and bory, we've had to fight

To push, to pull - to goals we'd try
Perhaps one day we'll really fly

But wings I need not to walk on clouds
When your hands grace mine, I have no doubt
On napkins, a parcment of women wood hair
I carve a river through lyrical dare

An ode to you, a christmas wish
A bow to Santa's nice-naughty list

I must've been good for a whole long time
To get my present so soon yet fine
I guess my wish for snow has to wair
For now, a white christmas can't beat your date!

A first in years, i've never felt more
The way your twinkle drowns out the roar
Wat crowd, what din, what joyous chaos
All replaced, all parted by the prayer of yours


"Merry Christmas 2005,

Love Kiat"



*scribbled across a Starbucks Coffee napkin.



I miss that.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

5 a.m.

I woke to the rain this morning
Looked out onto the streets
I was looking for a sign of you
A whisper of hope, that you were coming

Caught in the drops and winds that swept me by
I thought I saw your soul
And for a moment it was alright
But now, the moment's gone and I'm alone

Said a prayer and felt it touch the ground
Like these kisses from heaven
They all came crashing down
To remind me of all that I have missed

So I took a breath and closed my eyes
Tried to hide away
Keep all that was cold inside
Drive the lonliness away

The space beside me is still quiet
It's been empty for so long
No soft familiar breathing
Instead a slow burn yearning

Caught in the thoughts and sighs that turn inside
I thought I had it all
Now with the drinks the dreams they come alive
And make me want you more and more and more

Said a prayer and felt it touch the ground
Like these kisses from heaven
They all came crashing down
To remind me of all that I have missed


Kiss the rain and let it wash over your soul
Close your eyes and open your heart
Hold out your soul
And for a moment forget what you have missed

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Photographs

Your memories
Play like a film
Without sound
Before me, slowly

Those good times
Are still alive
Very much so
Somewhere, not now

This place, this face
These things you shared
Are kept close
Like a teardrop

But they are not mine
These journeys
They inspire
And show me much

So I shall from now
Remember and love
Start my own film
Together with yours