Robbie Hall Poet Free verse

Mirage

I walked the desert 
In search for the drink 
Of your kiss. 
I left my camel, saddles, and compass. 
For I was too heavy  
To carry. 
Longing for you 
Tapping around snakes and scorpions 
Enduring sand storms 
And the stinging thirst 
Of our separation. 
Spending solemn nights 
Inside freezing evenings 
My sandals stuck in the sticky stuccos 
Of desert showers. 
Passing through an hourglass 
Grinding through granular time 
To meet you again. 

You are a genie in a bottle 
Floating recklessly across oceans 
Hemispheres away. 
With your histories and body  
To be found by another. 
Your hips sway in the water 
With the moon directing 
You to unknown shores 
To grant the sacred wishes 
I desperately seek. 

Orange-burnt by the past 
I trudge slowly towards a future
Of peaches, pleasures, and palaces 
Unaware of direction 
My footsteps buried in the sand.   
Hoping to unearth the treasure  
Of another chance. 

In the distance, I see an Ocean. 
The beaches, the sand, the palms. 
The white crescents of waves 
Parading in perfect march towards 
The majestic sand. 
Reaching my hands out 
Crying out my Victory 
I take one last grasp at the prize. 
The glass bottle floats 
To the opposite shore. 
I stand in the Sun 
Battered, blistered, and broken. 
Reaching out to you 
My palms and pallet parched. 
Tortured by the taste of touch. 
With empty hands.

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