/xml/top-banner.xml /xml/bottom-banner.xml no text/html; charset=UTF-8 en-us Ivo Widjaja description equeenox equeenox (c) equeenox poems mine no to ann, august 12 05 You are my day dream My wet dream My expired daily bread My too-late morning prayer My too-long working hours My too-short lunch break My forgotten after-office traffic Each of sleepless turn in bed You are my pinkish rainbow My awaiting dusk My blushing dawn My hopeful afternoon My restless evening turning dark You are a promised heritage You are my owed prophecy My undying pet My soggy pillow My everyday fear All my worries My priceless consolation You are my drying tears My cancerous heartache My due pain My unheard giggle My thorough laughter My love You are I You are what I cease to be Why I cease to be You are sinking into my unfathomable hollow of sense. And meet me there craving you.