Desert Springs

 Bubbling up

from the desert sand

she

trickled down into a pond

writing his name within each ripple

that  

  whispered to the moon

as it touched the shore

He sat down to listen

as the siren sang

tempted 

his hands dipped in to taste

and He smiled

for her existence of love 

 ran down his throat 

like warm honey 

on a cold day ...