Standing in the desert
feel the heat on my body
sand beneath my toes
dream of what comes next,
echoes in the darkness,
it seems to be the best,
scared to death
in a world not known
standing all alone
you're not there dreaming with me
I frown with sorrow.
A shadow appears,
then light,
the rising of the shadow and it's a creature
I sit down barefooted and clothes in rags
dirty and bewildered
transformed, the creature turns into you
a secret never to be told in a world oh so soft
different in an eyes view
broken.
 
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