Monday, 25 February 2013

NOLSTAGIA: Borrowed time.


        Some people come into our lives when we least expect, fill a vacuum that exist and change our live for the better. Their presence is not permanent, but that won't reduce their importance. They won't always be with us, but that won't stop us from missing them when they are not with us. The only thing that can be done is for us to appreciate them and thoroughly enjoy our every moment with them. Build good memories to treasure.



"You distracts me" He said. what can I say to that? I feel the same but I can't say it. I pretend not to know what he is talking about.

           The well trimmed beards covering half of his face makes him constantly looking like he just got off the bed. Long slim fingers, white teeth and fresh breath. 

                 Without any doubt he is handsome, hard working and ambitious, like me. Intelligent and soft spoken, all the 'dangerous' things that usually makes me lose my senses.

        I look into his eyes, its clearly written. The thirst. Its been obvious from the first day he came to submit a copy of his transfer letter to me, 11 months ago. As the weeks turn to months and we continue working together the feelings grow deeper, silent, forbidden and strong.


Fingers touch while exchanging documents, the heated look across the cubicle, the unspoken works along the corridor. The sound of his voice.

It has always been there, its now being verbally acknowledged. But the obstacles are too many... and something this deep shouldn't be stolen


To be continued.......☺ ***IN LUST***

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Thursday, 21 February 2013


Today I ask, where are you?
Your space is empty.
Circles the predators, or comforter?
You need to come Its dawn.


In my heart, you are.
In my mind, you live.
By my side, you are missing
With another, you are living.
You need to come, its dawn.



Its dark, I can't see you
Like a star you shine ahead
Mirage or illusion?
Reality distorted.
You need to come, Its dawn.


On d precipice I stand
Patience wears thin
Ready to take a dive
To the unknown
Are you on the horizon?
You need to come Its dawn.


 Your smile, a balm
Your touch I crave.
Your words, they pulsate
Your absence, an echo
The silence, too loud.
You need to come, its dawn