Poetry Unraveled

My Oasis. My Home.

My rich slice of serendipity.
The sonorous sound of your heart dancing against your chest.
Sweet, light taps of rain kissing the window panes and the Earth outside of our safe haven.
Petrichor perfumes the sodden land.
Flowers nestled in their rustic pots, sitting on our distressed nightstand.
Blooms as bright as the horizon.
The glowing television depicts a scene from an old time western.
The sounds intercepted by a delicate chorus of breaths.
Deep mocha hair. Dark cocoa eyes.
The warmth of your skin, so enticing and comforting.
A mirage in an unforgiving, nefarious desert.
My Saharan oasis.
Each night I spend caressed in your embrace, brings me to a surreal state of being.
Each day I spend by your side shines a luminescent light upon my permanent home.