On a oasis
we sit
me and you
you and I
isolated and alone
linked but unsure
together yet quietly apart
you smile
lips part and
sunshine invades my mind
overtakes my spirit
your spoken word
the dew that rests upon
my chest
the fountain that springs forth
from my womb
the maddening sound of life
rushing forth
growing and blooming
thick and lush
like the carpeted swath of grass
beneath my feet
beneath my head
beneath my back
staring up at you
My oasis
turning dust
into life
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