Desert Sands

Desert sands are whipped up into storms but where they'll come to rest that could be a thousand miles from where they once previously came to rest Just like us, they can get hot and bothered but they are directly a part of this earth just the same as us. Sometimes we're blest transformed into a bell jar glass or a fragment, a sword, a shard thrust dagger embedded in a living-breathing heart. A burning inferno inside someone feeling hurt and -internally scared, but please don't entertain becoming a desert instead, cradle and comfort every buzzard and camel snake and scorpion of the sand because in the end they're not that much different from you and me. Who-were-expelled from the Garden of Eden but not expelled from love? So why don't you lay a little stardust on me, my fallen star, my love and later on, we'll mingle in the dew and form our very own millpond oasis, dream kissed.