In the desert
In the desert,
following the footprints
that I made last night,
I walk,
tracing the same path
again
for you,
to remind you, your home is there
where we are
where I come from,
where you left from.
To call you back
to the same place, our world,
I use this sand
to show you the path
for you have forgotten
that I was still there,
breathing you,
feeling you
when you slept; once and for all,
you went and came
only to meet me at night,
here,
in the desert.
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