Monday, December 19, 2011

Desert wind

In every sip
my lips will engulf thee
like a wild fire
An orange glow in your heart...

Walk thee those steps!
of yesteryear castles
I hear the distant chimes
of thy belly chains of love


Let my hearts burning ache
transform into a deadly swirl
and transport thee from the desert
an instant,
a moment with thee
before i die of pain in this bed...