In my hallucinations
I take her
And she feels good to take
Every part
from inside curve
To out
She revels in
the immediancy of
my touch
I revel in the longing
of her kiss
Lingering over
my parched lips
needing
the oasis of her
nature
Sustaining,
Life giving
Don’t be a mirage
Don’t disappear
Don’t go away
Babe
You are all I have
in this biting heat
And long meandering
days.
Real or not

By Philip Wardlow 2018