Desert Rain
Frothy sea of intangible beauty
You own my ways
I drift like sea gulls
Soar with winds of mystic sails
We are the searchers of time
Waiting for the authentic day
Now the moon is bright
I want your body again
I love silk stockings with garters
I love your high heels around my neck
Your wet tongue is a fountain of fire
I don't know how else to express my feelings
Make love like the desert rain
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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