Desert Flowers

We were desert flowers waiting to bloom.
We envied the other flowers near the blissful oasis a mile away.
They seemed so happy on the other side.
But here we were, forced to grow on the driest of sands in the hottest of temperatures.
We lived in heat.
A heat that filled us to where we had to satisfy our thirst in each other.

But we have not yet bloomed.
We have not experienced the feeling of extension in our stems and wetness on our roots.
We have not felt the paradise of the oasis flowers just a mile away.
We were so close yet so far.

Will we reach our peak together?
Or shall we do it apart?
Who will bloom first if we are separated?
Who will reach the heavens of the oasis first....
But, rather, is the grass really greener on the other side?