the truth
you feel like inviting me
to storm into the night
kuala lumpur; the strong minaret
softly pricking the sky of the hazy city
dale of passion meaning of a dream
never yet slack to fade
carefree of time for sleep
soundly promises dreams
consciousness or deeply asleep
between dreams and raving, ceaselessly
creeping to the top of desire, say it to me
let me answer the exact
my love
interpreting signs of blinking
the minaret is similar
lighting house at promontory
releasing restlessness
yearning for the meaning
never would l guess till
say you the exact to me
i'm island people who is shy; never
roars of crushing waves on the beach
able to influence
demanding a pearl still
concealed being
pliable within nerve
wrecking condensation.
2 okt 2003
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