Arizona Nights

You set my heart afire, burning

like a hot summer night. You chase

the sun across the barren, tequila

deserts, your black hair splitting

the breeze. Run, boy, run! Don’t let

the moon’s shadow hit your back.

Run, boy, run! Let the beating drums

engulf your soul. Run, boy, run.

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