On the Way to Recovery
They met in the desert
Dehydrated, deprived.
Deliriously,
They drank from each other
The cloudy confusion
Of their ardent contact
stark
under a hostile sky.
Mistaking it for his heart
She took his hand
And led him step by step
To salvation.
Thirst is soon forgotten
The hangover of desire easily cured
The saviour readily dismissed.
Let go the hand
Let go the heart
Look to the simple
Structures of safe places
The desert is a point in time
Its boundaries recorded
Passion runs its thirsty course,
then
Dies a natural death.
