Desert
Caught by the warmth of your soul
Drowned in the oasis of your eyes
My tender skin softened
by the cooling shadows of your palms
The stars at night reflect your smile
Guided by the moon
Your lips showing
a longing to meet
Walking through the sands of time
Catching the breeze of your voice
Galloping our love
like a camel on the run
No outcome will arise
Eternally drifting
Deserted by the desert
a fata morgana revealed
Drowned in the oasis of your eyes
My tender skin softened
by the cooling shadows of your palms
The stars at night reflect your smile
Guided by the moon
Your lips showing
a longing to meet
Walking through the sands of time
Catching the breeze of your voice
Galloping our love
like a camel on the run
No outcome will arise
Eternally drifting
Deserted by the desert
a fata morgana revealed
Reacties op dit gedicht
| bijouken: | Dinsdag, oktober 10, 2006 23:41 |
| Prachtig deze, een liefdevol verlangen, mooi verwoord. Liefs. ;) |
|
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: gewoonikke | 
|
|
| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 oktober 2006 | ||
| Thema's: | ||