You remind me of a hot midsummer day in Dubai
you whispered sin against my skin
and we rolled around in the sand
and watched the sun die
to let the moon live
the sea collided to the beach
like our confused lips
you are passion walking
with smooth hips
you are a desert fox
with stars for eyes
and crooked rocks for teeth
you stole my heart
like a pocket thief
YOU ARE READING
Do you think of me still?
Puisi"how many times does my heart have to shatter before you pick up the pieces?"