Oasis. A poem.

I was lost in the desert
And as the sweeping sands
Surrounded me with the promise of death
As my tongue swelled with my last parched breath
I saw a vision before me
An oasis in the swirling dust
It seemed so far away, yet agonisingly just out of reach
Of water and palms and hyacinths
And I crawled on and on
Because the promise
Was all I needed
To live