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