She is the single oasis in my dry existence.
Her eyes like the desert sun give, and use life within the same instant.
Each footprint in the burning sand takes my a moment closer to her.
I spy her innocent flesh sparkle on the horizon.
In a single breath I reveal my love and curse the sun.
I draw closer to her rose colored scent, overpowered by my sense of life.
At last I can reach for her perfection.
As I open the rusting door of my heart, she turns her back to me.
The tears come as quickly as the spring storm.
I turn but cannot depart.
Caged forever between freedom, and unwanted desire.
-Johnny V.
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