Life Is A Desert Deserted Without Trees
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In the desert of life
there is no lover
no hubby
nor wife
A desert has no water
rarely any trees
where can you then find shades
to guard against the harshly hot breeze
no one does ever in the day freeze
the nights alone are lovely
in paradise we appear to be
an oasis emerges from the winds of no where
there is no horizon
sands detour all the time
till sunrises again
Breathe along with me
I am that desert in search of love
so lonely a commodity
like dates far up the tree
how can I taste thy love tell me
O you on camel back
an enemy
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