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
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
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
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