Deserts sang for you
Deserts sang for you
They sang of woven tapestries
Looming in the east
So some wild Arabian night
We might board the caravan of dreams
Set sail across the deserts an ocean toward
Following the stars of our hearts in the sky
We found love in a hopeless place
Beneath spears driven through black hearts
And suspended on the Technicolor threads
Of fluorescent gods
We danced with grace
And kissed like vines reaching for the light
Soul mates trimming the selvage
And coloring the drab of such Technicolor suspension
With earthen hues
The colors of passion filled thus this black heart
Of a beautiful soul
Red roses set in blue glasses
Love was a cold vase in the winter chill
’Las wrapped in tapestries of woolen ambiance
The black sheep was fulfilled
And a warmth settled in
Having birthed a white lamb
Adorned the door that hung dreams on the stars
Crossing the heart’s great night
Swathes of northern lights a loom spinning purity
And at the farthest point
Deep in the middle of sands and darkness
A white orchid grew profusely
An elegant despair
And in but a moment
Black hearts flavored red
And so delicate
Warmed them pink
Against the drab of deserts’ stretches
The sands of our souls
Colored like earthen paintings
Holding fast in the fleeting measures of the wind
The night was long and we embraced
Held tight and settled in
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