Artist: Marissa Mylet School: |
Notes: Inspired by Sting's "Desert Rose".
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire And in the flames The shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Now she turns The way she moves in the logic of all my dreams This fire burns I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain I dream of love as time runs through my hand
This desert rose Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower, her rare perfume Is the sweet intoxication of her love Sweet desert rose This memory of Eden haunts us all Sweet desert flower, her rare perfume Is the sweet intoxication of the fall |