Desert Storms

I’ve been living in a desert, since the night that changed my life;

A sirocco storms now every day, with winds that run so rife!

On the eve of my destruction, my oasis seemed so serene;

But a maelstrom to me was coming, the worst I’d ever seen!

It blew in unexpectedly, and ripped you from my arms;

No fair warning was I issued, I had no life’s alarms!

You flew away forever, as I wailed and chased your dust;

I felt the sword from Satan’s scabbard, into my heart be thrust!

The winds then blew so fiercely, they lifted me through the air;

Then I landed in Hell’s kitchen, so dismal and so bare!

And now I am a nomad, I live in desert storms;

On the sands of the Kalahari, each day another forms!

I search for a new oasis, that I can call my home;

But until the day I find one, I hopelessly will roam!

I’m thirsting for my soulmate, and until I see my way;

I’ll be living on this desert, storms raging every day!