The desert seemed to roll on endlessly.
He dragged his feet along the scorching sand.
He traced his tongue over his lips; still dry.
A layer of grains of sand covered him.
The wind began to kick more sand on him.
He shielded his face as best as he could.
Then suddenly, his vision was transformed.
A grand beauty stood in the horizon.
The shiny oasis sparkled like gems.
He began to run on towards the haven.
His legs sometimes gave out from his weakness.
His inner strength forced his body back up.
The body of water had many curves.
The rich blue color was dazzling him.
Getting closer aroused him even more.
He yanked off his tattered clothes and dived in.
The cool liquid overtook his body.
His mouth opened up and sipped the surface.
He loved her cleansing, refreshing, power.
The water rinsed his muscles of the sand.
He slowly pulled himself from the water.
He sprawled himself on the shore with a smile.
She relieved his suffering and brought life.
He sat up and cupped water in his hands.
He splashed small amounts against his body.
His fingers dug in and rubbed his muscles.
The oasis seemed to be one with him.
He enjoyed her touch, and she enjoyed his.
