Every so often her smile brings rain to my desert lands. Every so often the desert turns moist. . .not all of it though! That cant be allowed! Every so often an Oasis appears in the desert. . .but only where she walks . . On this dry land that is my SaHaRa HeART she brings RaIn. . .But only where she walks. . .she is my Oasis
The theory goes; that deserts were once water-filled lands with lush grass and greenery. Well, i'd compare myself to a Desert. A desert that was once green and overflowed with water. . .but now, all that remains is sand.My cheeks; caramel-brown and made from Adams dust. Memories now remain of centuries ago when waters could flow down these cheeks. . .Dunes & Desert storms now remain. . .where once there was water, now all that remains is Dust. Dust to dust, and tears to rain. . . Rain dancers gather in Ritual Ceremony awaiting a miracle that once was reality. To God they scream "Why has thou forsaken us?" . . .
