Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Empty Yearning

I hear the wind breathing your name, softly singing your words.
And the stars, with the moon in company, lights the depth of your eyes.
How the touch of new snow, is so light like your fingertips.
Just the smell of fresh roses draws you near.
But where are you, my love? Absent I fear.

Gentle kisses faintly felt.
And tear-filled smiles barely seen.
There is no comforting embrace for shelter.
Nor warm laughs shared.
Just where are you, my love? This I can’t bear.

This empty house, a lonely soul dwells within.
Here single servings suffice, this day and the rest.
A solitary voice left to answer itself.
And just one name to mark letters to.
Where are you, my love? Only echoes I hear.

My love, I know you not, yet you are so near.
Your presence, so close, a dream lost in memory.
And when I awake you run further still.
Incandescence in the mist, or the shadow out of sight.
So where are you, my love, my mirage? Forever out of reach.

3 Comments:

At 01:12, Blogger Sam Ngai said...

Do not fear. Your love is near. Now go and grab before he disappear.

 
At 21:52, Blogger Son said...

...so the mocking begins =P

 
At 01:12, Blogger Sam Ngai said...

Actually it wasn't meant to be mocking, but I suppose it could be interpreted as that by some.

 

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