Friday, April 15, 2005

procreation

we loved with love
we loved with passion
now i see you in him
and you, me.

he is you in the beads of sweat on his nose
he is me in his unarticulated gait
he is you in the melting butter subtle fragrance
he is me in his "umms" and "ah na"s

no longer we hanker for the last piece of your mango puddings
no longer we yearn for "mind your language"
have we no time and energy to indulge?
ask the cookie monster below and perhaps you will know!

March05-Yudhi_wears_papas_shoes1
Will you fit in my shoes soon?


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