I emerge from a red desert
Where black and red intertwine as snakes
A plateau rises, a wave falls
As two celestial beings hang
In a pale blue sky
And all I want is to fly
A precious stone is torn
From a warm embrace
A brown eagle lands
Talen outstretched, grabbing flesh
Rippling blue flows down the valley
And it all happens in a big hurry
It changes so fast, as the mist comes about
Can almost smell the sea
As I approach the end of the line
As the sun burns away I reminisce
About that scorching red desert
And oh how it’s missed
Kata Tjuta
I sing a song of farewell,
for your bosoms I reluctantly leave
The warmth of your lips
The breeze of your sighs
With an aching heart
I will look back and see
Your liquid brown skin
Rising and falling upon the dying sun
BIO: Maayan D’Antonio is a MFA student in Writing and Publishing at the Vermont College of Fine Arts.
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