Cactus Sorbet

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Gazing pensively at cactus sorbet
at a Mexican cafe (back home).

Bottle of Tequila by your head,
Cowboy boots beneath your bed.
The guitar hovers near,
Hungering for your touch.

In a faraway painted land,
The Desert marries Death,
To the tunes of a Mariachi band.

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