Poem

The desert confesses its secrets like a thread of sunset, worried yet beautiful. The Nile’s lions can’t escape the heat in golf. If the Saguaro cactus made a shadow, it would be a person with 1 leg. This is to remind us of the comfort we can find in our homes or how the starlight sprinkles us with tears. Without doubt, the shadow of this shadowy figure is unafraid of light. The city confessed it causes a lot of pollution. The shadows are led by the sun. The shadow is kept in fire. Joys double. Sorrows dissolve. Strategic, like folding origami.