Tip of Desperation

I fell asleep inside the turns of a sandstorm.

Can you believe a raspberry to be sweet

Enough to shake Mother Earth out of slumber?

She loves Him. She loves Him so she evokes

Natural disasters to fox trot across land and waters.

The reason for does not matter in any other mind.

I live in a Tundra where it rains fire from the sky all day.

Please, Bloom roses to sprout and lay across the stone pathway.

Make birds fly unnaturally west to sing and shout my name.

Grow flowers from your lips striking my contours

If you are coincidentally mine

And I accidentally yours.