I Dream

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my
hand

                                                                             
I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will
never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's
desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower

No sweet perfume ever tortured me more
than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my
dreams

This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my
hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication
of her love......