The Sands of a Couple
Exploring the mirage of our relationship
I survived the Sahara of our dried out love. We both know that, after all the sand, we still had nothing in our lips but thirst
You hoped to find a treasure but nothing was there but a mirage, desirable yet always a touch out of view
But I would endure the harsh heat of the sand sea if only the snakes hadn’t eaten my heart.
With each step the snakes took an eye, a tooth, a head, a leg, an arm... and you stood there
Instead of stomping on them, we just let them be in the harsh, dry heat of your family...
