Desert Flower

by James F. Harrington

You are like a garden oasis, blooming in the dry desert. Your heart is warmer than the center of the sun. Your soul glitters like moonlight!

I want to take you into my arms, rush to my white Arabian charger, and together we will ride into the dark blue indigo night!

We would gallop past golden minarets, through all of time, past all memories, untill we reach the peaceful, quiet serenity of Jannat.

There we would settle down, under the soothing, cool shade of jade colored olive trees. I would sing to thee my songs of love. We would lay on a carpet that possessed magical qualities. Ripe fruit would be in abundance. We would be forever in paradise.

About The Poet

James F. Harrington, 51 years old, lives in New Hampshire, in the United States. His hobbies include poetry, photography, ballet, and classical music.

When submitting his poem to this web site, Jim said, "I have been interested in the art of Belly Dancing, ever since I was a little boy! I just love to watch a professional Belly dancer go through her routine. If done correctly, this dance can be very erotic indeed!"

If you would like to tell Jim you enjoyed his poem, his e-mail address is blackcat@conknet.com.

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