(January 2007)

Keep whispering soft affections in my ear
Of the senescent memories past
For the sound waves graze foregone sentiments
And my hunger, undying, springs in your hands.

Frosty snapshots of a shattered past:
The clock strikes timelessness
Whilst frostbitten lovers set flame
And, having begot mystical powers
Fall victim of an untold army of metaphysical skeptics;

Glossy effervescent lamps, mesmerizing and benign
Obscure the ominous approach of predestined fate.
Tangled in human knots, hands link and lips tease,
Yet darkness, though meaningless amidst the warmth of adolescent affection,
Preys on the fleeting timelessness of pseudo-immortal love;

We uttered enigmatic secrets, sheltered by sympathy
While unbeknownst to our childish senses,
Fickleness crept along the wavering bounds of our refuge.
It left tell-tale footprints time and again:
Neither you nor I wanted to see.
Oh, how young minds do as they please...

My eyes open as bittersweet reveries slip out of my grasp
Lost in a whirlwind of faulty memories:
Nothing of past is as it seems,
And the truest sense of our past
Lies only in the gentle assurances of your kind words.
So please:

Keep whispering,
Keep whispering soft affections in my ear
Of the senescent memories past
Where sound waves grazed foregone sentiments
And my hunger, undying, sprung in your hands.