الثلاثاء، 1 فبراير 2011

desert rose

desert rose


I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand


I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of the man's desire

This desert rose
ُEach of her veils , a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothings as it seems

  I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand


I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love


I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils , a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this


Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall




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