Poem title Rainy Desert Written by Errant Angel Date Near the end of November B l a d e I remember when the rain last fell that night is burnt into my mind The water rose around me and my head slipped below the surface until I stepped unto the beach In the desert there was no rain and I walked shoeless across it s biting sands The cuts in my feet were a welcome pain unlike the storms of yesterday Soon the winds became my newest foe and my skin peeled back from my eyes so that I was forced to watch my solitude Downwards I fell until my head lay in the sand and I drank the acrid dust that lay just minutes ago beneath my feet Sliding down the dunes in the raw pain of loneliness I happened upon a puddle and in it s cool grace I gave it all the love I had