To join what is separated –
One side from another
One people from another
One perspective from another –
Is perhaps what this thing
We are in together is.
(Photograph Location: Singapore)
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To join what is separated –
I like to keep myself
Behind my words, for a
Little mystery stokes a
I know it’s late
I know you’re weary
The stars were above us
As you lay with me
Your arm against mine
The grass pricked our skin
We’re longing for shelter
From all that we see
That’s Orion’s Belt
You pointed faraway
You told me its history
We’ll never forget that day
We’ve got tonight
Who needs tomorrow
We’ve got tonight babe
Why don’t we stay.
“There’s a cafe here but I don’t see a name.”
“Oh… I’ll come down now.”
She stood at the lift lobby and waited as people went about their activities around her. It’s been so long since they met – she wondered if it would still feel the same as back when.
After what felt longer than a mere few minutes, one of the lift doors slid open and a familiar figure stepped out. And as she recognised him, he too caught sight of her and broke into a smile.
“It’s so good to see you again! Been more than ten years!” She felt his comforting warmth in their hug, and then they separated from each other.
“Nah.. it’s only been five.”
A hint of amusement passed over his face before he shrugged.
“Well… I’m not counting.”
“Neither am I.”
And as they walked into the cafe, she knew nothing much really has changed.
I hadn’t written in a while so I asked for a muse and got ‘glass’. Glass it is.
He lifted the glass to his lips and took a drink. Soft ambience music and quiet voices of other customers around him threatened to mingle with his thoughts.
Alone in a foreign city, he was a traveller between worlds, a dreamer lost in his conquests.
“Your glass looks lonely.”
He looked up as a female voice said quietly. It was matter-of-fact yet bore a hint of conspiracy, almost a whisper in his ear.
He hadn’t noticed her before, but there she was, gazing at him with a smile, sitting a few stools away, her drink held between her fingers with casual poise.
“Well then, it would be a pleasure if your glass could keep it company.”
“Don’t mind if it does.”
She walked over, placing her glass carefully beside his.
“It seems to be almost empty.”
“Yeah, it’s been here for a while. Hadn’t done much except to give me a taste of the city thus far.”
“And do you like what you have tasted?”
She looked at him as she tilted the contents in her glass between the parting of her lips.
“But there is more to the city than what your glass has to offer.”
“I’m sure there is.”
“Maybe I can show you… around.”
“That would be most delightful. And I’m sure my glass no longer needs my company now that it has yours for that.”
She laughed a little, a wink of amusement in her eyes, then both of them stepped out of the bar into the night, while his glass and hers remained, out of sight.
He lay on his side in the bed, upper torso almost naked, wrapped in the sheets, scrolling on his phone. Straightening herself from unpacking, she walked over to where he was.
“I’ll go take a shower first.”
In response, he reached out and pulled her into bed and his arms. She gasped as she landed in his encircling warmth.
“I haven’t showered in a day… that’s unacceptable… I need to take a shower.”
“Okay… go shower.”
He loosened his embrace and for a moment she was uncaged. She remained where she was, gazing into his face, and his lips, corners curled in a slight smile.
Then, she leaned over and kissed him on his mouth, feeling the soft bristles above his upper lip as his tongue met hers and his lower lip, full against hers.
His arms came around her again as he smiled at her surprised gasp.
“You’ve had your chance.”
And then they were inseparable.
His arms were around her, maybe hers around him then… were his lips on hers or did they rove down her neck? She might have trailed her moist tongue down his chest, breathing warmth as she went…
Like each time in the past, she could not remember.
All she remembered that afternoon was the window was all along open, behind the facade of white curtains. And she blushed when he teased her about how everyone would have heard.
She could not remember.
But she would not forget.