DESERT WINDS
You came to me
on a desert wind
hiding treachery
behind perfumed smiles
and opiate lies.
The evil that you bring
is the death
of a serpent's sting
and all that flowers in me
dies
DESERT WINDS
You came to me
on a desert wind
hiding treachery
behind perfumed smiles
and opiate lies.
The evil that you bring
is the death
of a serpent's sting
and all that flowers in me
dies
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This is worthy of a Greek play
Oh what hot flames of fires
that rage across the desert, bring,
when you call this,
your poem Desert Wind,
it conjures up a heat
that scorches my senses.
This beast,
a princess in disguise
seductive perfumes
all the while hiding the truth
that her desire is to smother you,
and bite
to wilt the flower
that once was your life.
This is worthy of a Greek play
a tragedy, I like the opiate lies,
what jewels of temptation
flashing sharp reports
that do your life distort.
Just having fun Joe, I like this one,
very theatrical. Anni
Takk, Anni.
Takk, Anni.