The Slow Tango

On the sixth day When the word came We began our journey We would not break the promise Lonely Hasten to the shoreline Just in time to see them sail away All the times when we lay sleepless And the weather made no sense Challenge your hands to capture These landscapes, holy days Landscapes of dunes and red skies There is only one horizon Rolling thunder This wilderness of longing Tangled up forever Hold me for a while my love I can hardly hear you Heal me, feel my love