My life had been, dried up completely, you can see, how I had become, so totally, cracked on the surfaces, and yet, with her love, I’d, become rejuvenated once more.
Her love quenched me like a monsoon to the desert, like that long awaited rain after months’ worth of drought, putting out that, huge forest fire. Her love quenched me like a monsoon to the desert, it’d, made me feel, so alive, and I just, can’t get enough of her.
Her love quenched me, like a monsoon to the desert, and just like the monsoons, she’d, come and gone, as she’d always done, and, I know she’ll, come back to me again, because my need for her, she’s not the type to give up, to quit, to throw in the towels that easily that’s for sure.
the clouds gathered but until that first drop drips down, the world will always, be parched! Not my photo…
Her love quenched me, like a monsoon to the desert, and lately, I’d become, so totally, dried up without her love, and, I’d, looked outward, and, the sun’s, scorching like the hours of noon, and, there’s, that feeling, of desolate, like, I’m totally, all alone, and, I’d, wondered to myself, why didn’t she come back this time? Had she, had enough of me? Did I, use her up completely, that she’d, finally decided, there’s, NOTHING left for her, to give to me???
Her love no longer quenched me, like a monsoon to the desert, in fact, she’d started, quenching someone else’s desert now, and I kept thinking, had I, not mistreated her, not taken advantage of the love she’d, loaned to me, could things have been, different now??? And now, I will, NEVER know………
Life, the Obstacle Course 