untukmu

memelukmu
meskipun hanya sesaat
cukup bagiku

saat memejam mata
tetap kulihat kau
dalam gelapnya kepalaku

kukepalkan tangan ini
masih kuraba kau
dalam kosongnya genggamanku

kuhela nafas dalam
selalu kucium aroma khas dirimu
dalam lengangnya lorong waktu

memelukmu
meskipun dalam ingatanku
cukup bagiku

28/08/09

gentleman in training

simple gestures
kindness
and grace

your flat palm
on the small of my back
when the monkeys
freaked me out

your questioning gaze
asking
‘do you need protection’
as those guys were giving me
stare downs

remembering
which side i liked to walk
and made space

switching over
to where
the traffic came from

offering a taste
of food
or unusual drinks

not offering
to carry my bag
nor lead me
up the steep stairs
until i asked you to

after all
you are

a gentleman in training

LOL
^ o ^


21/08/09

a thought for you, each day

each day,
i will write a line,
asking you,
how you are,
wishing you,
a very great day.

each day,
i will whisper a little prayer,
hoping that you are doing fine,
wishing for those sparkling eyes,
to stay twinkling.

each day,
i will tug you up at night,
with hugs and gentle lullabies,
carried over by the calm night breeze.

each day,
i will tell the universe my secret mission,
thinking that you would understand.

how much i really care about you

even without you knowing it

14/08/2009

in a dream

magically transported back
to that tiny space
of you and i

blabbering words of apology

that dismissive glance
over your left shoulder

and

‘you’re the best thing that happened to me in this ****’

me flabbergasted
jolted back to the waking world

14/08/09

Love story at the Angkor

Never before I felt such tranquility,
In the midst of such unfamiliar terrain,
Encountering unfamiliar feelings.

A sense of awe,
And peacefulness,
In the midst of all the newness of the situation.

For once in my life,
I jumped on a plane,
Leaving a mountain of responsibilities and self doubt,
And embarked on a crazy, spontaneous journey.

Looking back and having no regret,
Feeling the waves of love taking over me.

Wanting to shut my eyes tight,
Losing myself…
But I opened them wide instead,
And felt the love,
Indulging myself.

For it was a time,
For me, my camera, and the sun,
Beneath the shadows of the Angkor temples.

Summer 2009

PS: for two of my most amazing best friends, thank you for making this experience possible.

Bangkok is a lousy place to be alone

Bangkok is a lousy place to be alone…
I guess I told you that already.

The noise of traffic,
The rich colors of fabrics and people,
The fragrance of pad thai, pineapple, fried grasshoppers, and incense,
Engulfing me,
Like a shroud around my being.

The lighted signs of cafes and restaurants,
The shoulders rubbing my shoulders,
The glances cast at my direction,
The thoughts swirling in my head,
The voice inside my heart calling out your name.

In the midst of the humdrum of Khao San road,
I have never felt so alone.

Bangkok is a lousy place to be alone,
And though you’re with me,
I am missing you already.

Summer 2009