Longing
Up goes my gaze
Into the heavens
reflected in your eyes
the stars reciprocating gently
the solemn desert sighs
my hands long for your gentle embrace
gentle as the sand drizzling down
amidst the blinding storm that sets
with a wailing, heaven bound
my beloved i search
for even an oasis down yonder
for scraps of skin to inscribe
my poems that within resound
of your disastrous love.
My love for you, is my love for the moon
the stars that shimmer, a dawn which looms
just round your eyes, turning what you see
Into vivid poetry.
the palmy quilts you string
that engulf us at night
as we breathe at ease
like the stars in your sight
with dunes that shift
and time that forgets
for how long I’ve stayed
under your wistful shade
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