The hot desert sun dry my lips as if was once a prosperous lake filled with cool water having no mercy and taking its last drop of water. I thirst! The heat filled my mind with confusion and I am seeing things that are not real, my eyes are swollen and my body burns as I drag myself across the desert sand. How I got here I do not remember. It wont be long now as the buzzards fly above waiting and watching for me to fade away with the desert wind. I close my eyes and reach deep inside, into my soul and cry for help but there is nothing left not even a whisper. I start to dream of you and my memory returns to me, yes its quite clear now my pleasure moments I spent with you is all I want to think about, your touch your smile the starlight in your eyes as we stand safe in our castle that face the sea. Watching the waves clashing against the rocks as the moonlight reflects its light unto the sea, the sound of birds that fly past catch our eye. We are surrounded by my army to protect us from evil dragons and witches that wish to destroy our love. Before I die I will whisper your name, my promise to you, the gentle wind blows through your hair and leaves me breathless, the look in your eye when you whisper, kiss me my king, I could never forget. This will go unwritten, my last thought of you I truly regret. I reach for my sword to help me to my feet. I stand only to see my knights lie next to me, a battle it was, I fall to the ground and close my eyes for the last time and whisper your name as promise Guinevere.
By Tomas L Trujillo