Up Close

My knees press against the rough desert ground
The one sided kisses have ceased
I'm straddling a sleeping miraged body
Up close and personal  
I realize  
This desert  
Is nothing like him
And everything like me
 
Unlike the starry sky  
Who's blackness accepts any emotion I throw
He can only take a few
Excluding the one that I'm scared to be alone
 
His tentative voice  
whispers and kisses
Unlike the confident cacti  
 
His restless hands  
cannot caress me
As the smooth wind could
 
His limp and lacking muscles
cannot support me
Contrasting limestone mountains
In the background
 
There is one similarity however
 
His dehydrated drunkenness
Reflects the water deprived desert
Driving the unprepared passerby to madness
 
My dear please stop tugging on my sleeve
I cannot follow you  
Down your uncertain solitary path
My compass may waver throughout the year
But I have a good sense of direction despite the fact
 
My knees press against the rough desert ground
I look west, past your sleepy head
And know that's where I'm bound to in the end...