a love poem which shouldn't have known better

He fills me with
Goodness she said
So like a
Camel
I go for a
Fill
And then 
Im good for a 
Long desert ride
He's your 
Oases you said
Not at all
Oases is
Overrated
Mirage too
Skinfulls of air
When im 
Choking
Whispered command
To quell the
Mutiny of my 
Innards
Shards of 
Ice
For my searing
Soul
You know why I keep
Going back to 
Him she said
We dont 
Have to walk
Together
To leave footprints
Side by side
Even the desert
Storm
Leaves them be