Come find me in the night
The pulsing core of me will guide you.
The heat of my want will tantalize your skin
I am cactus and you a weary traveler.
Eat my fruit.
Feast on my goodness and let propriety be damned.
And when the scorching sun comes up
You will have the energy to continue.
My home is here. I will stay.
Nothing but dunes on my horizon
Will you try to find me again?
I may be prickly to look at
But my essence is smooth as the sands
Worn away by desert winds.