Your Eyes

Dusty sand and

sunny blusters

on the wind I feel

heat on my heels

walking the beach

was this supposed to be

vacation?

it feels like desert

best shirt

booze in the room

all include

still I thirst

feet blistered

sunburnt

but I am cool

as dusk falls

night sweeps the trees

hungry

barbecue

floating

beyond the walls

and all I can see

you across

the table from me

dancing

lights in your eyes

meet these

you are cooler

now I can

breathe

take me

to the bar

to the stars

for desserts

and forget

for a time

just

your hand

in mine.