Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I dream

While on holiday in my hometown, Alor Setar, I managed to write two pieces. The first is a letter denouncing the downright ridiculous suggestion for women to wear chastity belts so as to reduce sex crime rates. Hopefully, the Star'll publish it. The second is a scene from one of my fictional stories, which I hope to complete and send off to Silverfish soon.

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Do you know what croses my mind in the heavy glaze of the afternoon? During nights that tremor with songs of loneliness sung by stars? During the minutes that fly by as I am performing some random activity?

I dream of you and me on some distant island, being drenched by the thunderstorm as we seek warmth through our embrace beneath a large, age-old tree.

I dream of you and me dining in an exquisite restaurant in the city of Florence, our tongues flooded with such rapturous sensations, our ears soaking in the notes of an intricate string symphony.

I dream of you and me lying together on a creaking bed in a cheap motel room, where the bathroom door cannot be locked and the sheets are a dirty white color, making love with the passion of an artist furiously creating a masterpiece.

Finally, I dream of you drawing back as I attempt to kiss you. When I start to rush off in frustration and anger, you pull me back and push me roughly against the wall, kissing me with a fire that burns with desperation, anger, and uninhibited desire...destroying the universe that contains our banal existence, merging us into one for a single brief moment.

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Written at 12:28 AM