wind.



chilly like cold water left out awhile on the kitchen kopitiam table
like silk, wrapping around you and your partner just as your hands link
sign of a location - the beach, the sea, the sand, the impending monsoon
complements the sun which bakes you if under SPF 30
makes the water look clearer than it already is
lovely because he is hot



I know that perfection is not mine, but at least, I know the earth is mine, and his hand is in mine, perfection will one day be mine because of my Messiah,

- and God has thus given me
three beautiful things more than I can ever imagine