The desert’s silence held ancient whispers

Cloaked in mystery

Her words lit into me like fire

Begging me to see

I was wandering alone

Within her warm embrace

Her blackest nights of sparkling eyes

And days of brutal hate

At once I thought I felt her love

Her breath against my cheek

But sweetness turned to bitter ash

As dust beneath my feet

Her beauty and her siren song

My heart she held so near

Illusions of my desperate mind

Consumed by hopeless fear

Now I leave her to herself

Her beauty still attacks

For she has taken that from me

Which I cannot get back