Mirage Of My Desire
"When desire is high and she is not there"
A rain ofglistening diamondsfell upon my nakedthoughts of youIn my depthsspread a sparkling poolinto whichI want to swimYet your grueling absencetormentsthe empty armsof my lonely midnight hours*A mirage of my desirecurved gracefullyinto the shape ofa question markconverging at a crossroadssomewhere...






