Jul 03, 2006 11:57
Sahara
i feel it at times like these
you're sun-scorched
blistered
and peeling at the seams
dispassioned
a desert in comparison to what you used to be
my escape, my garden
i dried you up eternally
my Sahara
i didn't mean it
i thought i loved you endlessly
didn't know i choked your waters
left my vines to wither
skin to burn
like faded memory
i didn't mean it
never meant to pull the tide
i cried for years
each tear, a feeble attempt to renourish
so dry- my waters only rolled through your cracks
i'm sorry
you said
couldn't let you soak me in
osmosis is not a constant
and i know your fear of conflict will keep you out of my 110 degree shade
Sahara
my Sahara
i'll sing your song 'til the day i die
my Sahara
i still love you
'til my last river runs dry
and i know about that underground pool
and how you've kept the entrance hidden
and i know that you'll miss my constant mourning once it's gone
Sahara
so you claim
i'm still waiting for your spring