A hidden breeze brushes softly,
Quite by suprise,
As I once again inhaled,
The sands of Arabia,
Travelling particles,
In the air, In my lungs,
As the Warmth engulfs my being,
I stand straight in the night,
Gazing at the lights bright,
Rich with energy and oil,
I think of myself,
No different am I,
Still a young girl,
Inside, Full of feeling,
The emotion is within,
I sense the passion.