hearthues November 18, 2007

 

i like when wedding pictures come with words.

wondrous wedding words.

if you’ll like my words on your pictures,

i’ll happily accept a muffin for payment.

a cranberry cream cheese one sounds good.

please contact me at yuling_x@hotmail.com

for a creation from me to you.

meanwhile, please come be testimony to our little love story…

 

 

Outdoor Shoot at Portsdown, Borders Bookstore, Buko Nero and Punggol Beach

Pictures by Gideon from Gideon Koh Photography

And so it began…

With a wistful gaze. With a kiss on the forehead.


We shared dreams of running on the greens, grass stains on our knees.

But when friends are a little more than friends, things may not be as swinging as they should be.

That’s when you need a little black-and-white story to remind you that love can be simple.

Just love.

Love with an emotional repertoire of embraces.

And of kisses and gazes.

When small-eyed girl meets big-eyed boy, it’s sweet romance at Orchard Boulevard.

When an hour is more than an hour. Because that’s where you want to be.

Crushes are sweet, aren’t they? The never-ending miscellaneous bantering.

Now it’s time. A time of waking together.

With a cuppa or two, muffin and mousse.

So that’s our little love story. Scribbled in babyscript.

Sometimes, you don’t need to know where you’re heading. All you need is someone to hold your hand.

I still do. Always yours, always you.

 

 

 

First of July Two Thousand and Six

Pictures by Gideon from Gideon Koh Photography

The tapestry of our wedding finery, of loving, of blessings…

If Thai Baht is not enough to get in,
Painting our love sure is.
And the tender moment comes,
Like a post-it that says to embrace the moment.
Because the moment is extraordinary.
It really is.

The mango-coloured blossoms
With edges that have turned tea-coloured.
The starburst that allures.
The us.

And that makes us pink-faced.
The home for two.

Hearts drawn on napkins,
Strawberries set out on white doilies,
Dew-kissed petals on ivory settings.
And the music begins.
The kind of music that takes you places,
That draws you pictures.

That is where you have to make the place
With the light always on,
A love always growing.

The truest things are sometimes spoken in silence.
And there is something old-fashioned and lovely
About growing old together…