When will I sing this song for you?
For I may never know again
the touch of your hand quiet
upon my shoulder while the light
you have brought to my window
illuminates the crowd we watch below.
Come my Middle East, drink my soul
with your mouth buried deep
in the almond desire of our kisses.
Move your body down the chill
of my skin that yearns and aches
for the touch of the sirocco
Roger Humes is a poet, editor and computer graphic artist from Claremont, California. He is the Director of The Other Voices International Project and the International Poetry Editor for Harvest International, an annual arts and literature magazine.? He has released a chapbook, There sings no bird.