Desert of Questions
Lost in the desert of questions
Lost without my map of hope
These lover’s lips dry and parched
Sounding out with questions
Never to taste your warm reply again
My heart once filled with your answers
Now it’s dry and brittle with questions
I must keep walking on
Searching, searching, hoping
For I know if I stop
I will drop
And my heart will shatter into countless more questions
The dry hot wind brushes my ears
I will keep listening for years
Hoping for the echo of your answers
For once, we together were dancers
Now your voice but faint whispers in my mind
I keep wandering, though I’m blind
For without hope, a man cannot see
Even though he may swim in a sea of clues
Your memory, I will never lose
Your memory, just a desert of questions
December 24, 2007
Copyright © 2007 Levant Tinaz. All Rights Reserved
Lost in the desert of questions
Lost without my map of hope
These lover’s lips dry and parched
Sounding out with questions
Never to taste your warm reply again
My heart once filled with your answers
Now it’s dry and brittle with questions
I must keep walking on
Searching, searching, hoping
For I know if I stop
I will drop
And my heart will shatter into countless more questions
The dry hot wind brushes my ears
I will keep listening for years
Hoping for the echo of your answers
For once, we together were dancers
Now your voice but faint whispers in my mind
I keep wandering, though I’m blind
For without hope, a man cannot see
Even though he may swim in a sea of clues
Your memory, I will never lose
Your memory, just a desert of questions
December 24, 2007
Copyright © 2007 Levant Tinaz. All Rights Reserved
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