Monday, September 26, 2005

decade

[anonymous]

when you came you were like red wine and honey
and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness
now you are like morning bread, smooth and pleasant
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour
But I am completely nourished

on a morning like this

on a morning like this
when the sun is about to shine
from a night of heavy downpour
as the soft breeze kisses my cheeks

on a morning like this
when everything seems peaceful
with little birds chirping gaily
and the roosters saying their morning prayer

on a morning like this
when there is harmony in all I see
as the soft wind blows into the trees
with the sight of the ocean so charming and calm

on a morning like this
when nature shows off its perfection
and the bright sky is at its best
I feel your love for me

i'll be there

when fate fails you
when words all ran out
when strength is scarce
and when silent tears scream out loud
I’ll be there holding out my hand