With the yarns of memories
Let me weave a fabric of love,
And fill it up with kisses,
Then sew it with my thoughts.
Ask the moonlight to carry it there
To gently lay it on you as you sleep,
And bring me the smile I always loved,
That plays on your lips in your sleep.
Back in 1997 while in college,, perhaps a product of homesickness and missing the happy days of school
Was this the land of my dreams?
Dreams that promised
Gardens in bloom and pastures green,
Fragrant winds and sunshine bright,
Festive hours and friends around,
On horizons shone rainbows of hope,
Springs of love to wade in joy,
Resounding laughter filling the air,
Where are my comrades?
Where is my goal?
When did this pall of gloom descend?
And odious thoughts enter my heart
Why do I trust in moribund hopes?
Why do I toil under darkened skies?
Did I stray in my zeal for love?
What makes me love to tread again,
On paths that I often have tripped.
Perhaps beyond I will reach my goal
Or by then I will be done.
I need someone to live my dreams,
Like you do to live yours.
And somewhere sometime we found,
That we belonged to each other's reveries.
