Streams light from moon
flows through window

in a different land though
I traverse to a dune

The Bedouin in white robe
on silhouetted camel

rides on a mystic trail
did his woman elope

Rise from sands spark
rider’s eyes glint

must find footprint
an end to disembark

Night a moonlit art
bounces camel’s ****

she left him in the dump
trampled on his heart

Overhead stars fade
weary hooves pine rest

in his hollowed breast
he finds of her no thread

Foams in mouth the beast
feels the deadly heat

hopes slow retreat
the eyes gather mist

His dagger sparkles white
closes eyes the moon

dawn comes too soon
burns his blood bright