ALITerAture

feel me feel you
lost in words
in your touch

feel me feel you
lost in warmth
in your grasp

tender things
tender thing
tell me, are you feeling me
feeling you?

i love, i loathe

i lead, i lay

blessings, blessings

all Red’s blessings

much to give

much to get

come see, come

see red blend

white blue black green

pink and more colours never seen

happy days

more happy days

…lets make it happen.

and he said to me

"…I find them like a cauldron of myriad human drama. I am in here for the simple pleasure of sharing in people’s joys and commiserating in their grief.

And to those rare few whose lines that stand above the rest, I responded in the hope of friendship. Call that a motive if it is…

Your lines stood out pretty well….”

Then he said some more…

“I would have loved to be there on the Great Wall with you…we could’ve talked about a zillion things don’t you think…..And yeah…we’ll let Freud take a backseat for once…..!!”

Coffee and smokes up there, with the wispy mountain air gently blowing on our faces and the morning dew on the weathered and sacred stones. Ahhhhh…what sheer bliss that must be!! You bet it would be great,…yess! We could have exchange richly varying perspectives on life and other things that makes the world go round. Movie talks, and how some scenes could indeed become reference points as they relate to things that happen to us somewhere between the passage of time. I would so love to exchange opinions with you…it would certainly have been an occasion!”

…something swayed within when he said..

"You are certainly much more matured in the way you write, something that defies your young years. I find i could talk just about anything with you and that is indeed rare for me cos I dun usually say much!! But most of all, you exude a youthful vibrancy and unfettered wisdom in your observations of all things life. My profound respect to you dear for all the things you are…

Thanks for your message sweetie. Glad to have you home.”

If there was a home with you that i could share, my search would end here and now. For what a fate thats sealed, this fortunate meet, will only be as fast as fingers can race with the speed of thought, thoughts that i hold dear, thoughts that i long to share. If only you were … something else. I hope you will always be what you are to me now. i have found a part of me in you, a part that i thought was impossible to be me. Theres beauty in your words that ill always treasure. May you find that form, to fill the void that is now in you. May my own words give you, if not all, then at least some, temporary fullfilment as you go on in life, and after.

yours truly.

wan to be a princess to you

wan to be your baby

wan to be all those sugary names

and still stand tall as your lady

call me your sweet

your one and only huney

dont know how to end this one

ooo baby baby baby. hehe.