Love's Desert

Love’s Desert You left me there, alone, empty, baked in the seething heat of hate. Dried petals screaming: “I love you not!” blowing across a soundless nothingness, faint echoes of a whimpering heartbeat fading in the shifting dunes, crushed beneath the beauty of love’s barrenness. Alone, under the lifeless light of desert moon I weep, my future a wavering mirage. John G. Lawless In The Desert – nette onclaud 9/14/2014