It started out as a thought
A quiet patient star in the night
I’ve become the wild fires of passion
A blazing flying kite
Blowing aimlessly in the wind
I wander and swirl
With no destination
Can this all be my imagination?
If I close my eyes only to
Open them again
I fear it was all a hallucination
A dream my heart
Stealthily brought to life
Now beating so strong
Tears dry in this desert
Of parched secrets so wrong…