During my waking hours

When the morning still
hides the awakend birds

And wraps the perfume of
the frangipani blooms

Into a coil

Of her own making…

When the sky still had
clouds skudding

And playing with the huge
moon

And the sea in the near
distance merely croons…

I seek thee in this
solitude…

The eyes are still filled
with the sleep

And the dreams I dreamt

Have slowly begun to fade

And melt into
forgetfullness…

All that I seek

In this waking moment

Is you, besides me…

My hands search the
spaces around

Only to return back to me,
empty.

You, bodily, remain
unfound.

You had been there all
night though

This I know

Cause I had lain in your
arms

Wrapped in that
encompassing hug

But now

As my eyes open slowly

I realize the weaving of
the thoughts

Had become all real
dreams…

I seek you

As my eyes shut once
again

And my lips

Dry and parched

Seek you who is miles so
far apart …

From me.