From the moment of my exsistence 
gravity bound me to low lands. Holding me firmly 
under a sun with no mercy
to the thirsty earth.
I prayed to my Beloved for rain
 
From the miracle of our encounter 
Love swept me above the drought Our bodies 
collidng, tasting like thunder 
ecstasy drenching the parched dirt
I pray to my Beloved to rain

harmfulsweetz

Song of A Stormcloud [My attempt at Rumi]

Jun 7, 2026

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dieingembers

Again with the thunder and the longing for touch to end the drought your two bodies feel, I love it. Keep em' coming