Oasis
In the desert as the sun
goes down
we sit in silent study.
Your olive skin glows warmly
from the leftover heat of the day
your sunglasses tipped back on your
head, a dewy gleam in your eyes.
The bats flicker through the sky
like early pieces of the night
the Joshua trees and sage a dusty
green fading to gray.
The silence grows around us
smooth and lush as the stars emerge.
Earlier, at the desert spring among the
low trees, we sipped the strange water,
slipping into another time, a forgetting—
now we are only who we are now
as the stars multiply and cold night descends.
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That's my paradise...
Freedompath
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Apr 26, 2018
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It was at Joshua Tree.
@tnorman1236 I will be leaving for my desert home hopefully by middle of next week! I am a desert person, first time I ever encounter it, more than 38 yrs ago!
@Freedompath I enjoyed it, but I am not a desert person. I'm a forest person.
@tnorman1236 I know it is so strange how people really do prefer one or the other! I love trees, but not hovering over me, sucking my life out! And, I don't do well in humidity and cold! I will visit anywhere, but I just remembered, I don't care for caves either!
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