Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The Calm


My face lifts exhaustedly from the burning sand,
Eyes lingering idly at the palm trees rustling out of reach,
a tiny white light extends protruding from the surroundings
the sky yawns above spawning few clouds,
slowly a figure merges flickering with the heat like a mirage,
the waves massage my prone body,
her long blonde locks are revealed lounging off her petite shoulders,
pieces of wreckage sprawled out like crumbs,
her pure skin milky and a smile safe enough to hide under,
I’m transfixed at the lonely muse kneeling down to me,
She places her palm on my cheek,
Her lips taste like clean oceans,
she inflates my heart,
I can’t feel my legs,
She just cocks her head and grins,
I know I’m safe.