You are like a grain of sand,
that sparkles in morning sun
in the middle of my palm.
You grow through the day
in a geometrical progression
1 to 2, 2 to 4, 4 to 16........
and when the sun sets beyond the horizon
you unleash the desert upon me
fold upon fold dune upon dune
stifling, suffocating me till dawn.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC
You are like a grain of sand,
that sparkles in morning sun
in the middle of my palm.
You grow through the day
in a geometrical progression
1 to 2, 2 to 4, 4 to 16........
and when the sun sets beyond the horizon
you unleash the desert upon me
fold upon fold dune upon dune
stifling, suffocating me till dawn.
