you ask - what camels haul in their saddle-bags

you ask - what camels haul in their saddle-bags
they carry my heart across the desert
since you left me
I remain alone
under the yellow sun
the earth is scorched and human hearts are
hollow the source of tenderness beats not for me
sometimes I see you
but with my outstretched arms
touch only
my thought about you
you ask - what camels haul in their saddle-bags
they carry my heart across the desert