There wasn’t much left
after the wind became
a breeze again,
and rain turned into vapor.

Eclectic sensations
sharpened by the years
of expectations
slowly found their way
into the light of day.

Was it the illusion we’ve created
or an actual state of things
that brought us closer
and made us bolder
to satisfy the longing and need,
forbidden fantasies and dreams?

Warm sand beneath the feet,
cold water from a desert spring.
A thirst quenched with a kiss
but never the desire that runs so deep.

~ Iva