in the desert of my love

in the desert of my love
there are blue eyes and birthdays


there are fence lines
and sliding doors

blue jeans
and white shirts

and the paint that peals round
panes of glass

there are rings on fingers
and smiles

and the dream of little footsteps down the hall

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