My heart belongs in Arizona
I long for the fire
of the Arizona sky.
I long for the wind
caressing dusty mountains
way up high.
I long for the blackened desert
touched by the tail of a lone fire horse
that burns like our desire
and leaves our bodies torched.
Stand with me
beneath a burning sun
that'll drench our skin
and leave our souls undone.
My heart belongs in Arizona.
Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
My heart belongs in Arizona
I long for the fire
of the Arizona sky.
I long for the wind
caressing dusty mountains
way up high.
I long for the blackened desert
touched by the tail of a lone fire horse
that burns like our desire
and leaves our bodies torched.
Stand with me
beneath a burning sun
that'll drench our skin
and leave our souls undone.
My heart belongs in Arizona.
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