Lost In My Imagination

Lost in my Imagination In a barren wasteland, in some far off realm Hot breath of the sun, her kiss overwhelms Wind stirs up sand, swirling dance, suddenly dies Whirlwinds of heat, as if the sandstorm had eyes No water to be had, such a desolate, depleted land Mirages play endless tricks, reality lost at hand Creatures fall prey, thirst, never to be quenched Soil so dry and arid, desolation so entrenched Isolation, within every longitude and latitude Death befalls, in all of it's solemn magnitude Whispering echoes, ghosts calling out some distant rhyme Haunting effigies, just a mere illusion in the essence of time Somewhere so sublime Lost within a paradigm Without any inclination Lost in my imagination