Lover’s

Sand blows atop the dunes.

My lover’s voice is lost in the wind;

The vast stars shine above us,

A lizard scuttles by.

 

The waves of our love soak the endless sands;

A spark in the night.

 

Hand in hand we criss-crossed with nocturnal creature’s footprints.

 

We slept under rugs in a nomad’s tent.

Curled close,

The moon turned the sand cold;

The fire lost its use.

 

We searched each other’s bodies for warmth,

And found it in the desert silence.

Watching the sun return;

The morning rays shone love.

 

Years later,

In times of solace

That night keeps me warm.

 

© Jack Nugent

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