Bathing under the moonlight,
its shine glistens upon my skin.
Trying to feel your touch tonight,
but all I could feel is satin.
I could feel the warmth of my rug,
but it’s nothing like your hug.
I could feel the softness of my sheets,
but it’s nothing like your kiss.
There is this hole inside me that only you can fill.
So please, come to me and fulfil me if you will.
Let me feel your muscles tighten beneath my grip,
and sink my teeth onto your skin until your blood starts to drip.
Let me savour your taste,
I promise nothing will go to waste.
Let me devour all of you,
and take all of me with you.
This longing is burning me up inside.
As I close the door
to set my steps on the world
I took a glance back
but was more excited on the view of what was coming
I have wandered
I have challenged
I have been afraid
I have been curious
I have their faith
I have their trust
Every step forward I have taken
has only been possible because of the safe security of home
Because no matter how far I go
Their love never cease to exist
Because I am blessed with the kindest home.
But how can I not smile,
when every time I look at you,
I see you fathering our children.
A little girl prays on her knees,
begging to God that one day she will be cherished.
She prayed that as her hair grows to her knees,
her love would also have flourished.
After years, her dreams were shattered,
her heart was hurt,
its pieces were scattered,
her hair was cut short.
She hated God.
For years her hair was kept short,
and she built herself a fort.
She took herself for a fool,
oh how could God be so cruel?
She was told that she was worthless.
She believed that she was undeserving.
A worthless woman, undeserving of love.
So many people God took away from her,
He told her to patiently wait.
Then He sent a man to her,
a man who is set to be her fate.
A man who would cherish her.
As she grows her hair again,
her love will reign,
her love will not go in vain.
Because he made her believe in love and God again.
When love is not just passion,
it is also a friend.
In any forms of emotion,
love stays for no end.
In times of dire need,
to love is to listen.
So the soul can feed,
and learn the lesson.
The deepest form of love is in gratitude.
And to you, I give my love in absolute.
In this crowded place,
I see so many faces.
I went looking in different places,
but really all I wanted to see is your face.
In this beautiful city,
the wind runs cold and dry.
Neglecting the summer sun,
all I wanted is to have some fun.
Streets and alleys inspired me,
so did Victorian buildings and vintage things.
I was lost in this Paris-like city,
but you were my home, this my heart feels.
A touch of hand saved me from loneliness,
even if I don’t wake up next to you, it is okay.
If there was one thing missing, it was your smile.
But it’s okay, maybe I’ll see you next time.
I was looking out the balcony,
and there you were, serenading.
Your voice was truly captivating,
even when you were running around and hopping.
I could feel my smile forming,
hoping that you would be noticing.
And then you did.
In that brief moment our eyes caught,
the world stopped and belonged to us.
The connection like a love knot,
that was only shared by both of us.
Little did I know I stole your lines,
but you, sir, you stole my heart.
Quirky, sneaky smile.
The night has come,
Every nerve is craving for your touch.
A kiss as smooth as rum,
I hope I ask not too much.
Kiss me and let it linger,
trace it with the tip of your finger.
And then kiss me more,
after all, these lips are yours.
Every touch, every caress,
turns me into your princess.
Bind me with your spell,
that doesn’t disappear past midnight.
Even if we hear the bell,
everything is going to be alright.
Because no matter what, you’re my prince.
All sorts of dreams used to lurk in my brain when I sleep.
Weird, happy, scary dreams.
I don’t know why but my brain does that.
But recently, they stopped.
I can no longer have dreams.
I thought it was because I got a dreamcatcher, but…
it wasn’t the dreamcatcher, it was you.
Because everything that I could only dream of, you made it true.
The moment I realised you are my dreamcatcher.
I’ve always thought memories are funny,
I forget but I remember.
Sometimes I feel like a dummy,
but sometimes I feel better.
In this small memory room,
Letting our feelings bloom,
it’s just us.
You fill my memory room like no other.
Even if everything else floods out,
I don’t even want to bother.
Because you free me from the drought.
Forever, if you may.
Because this memory room can only fit us.