-Photo from my gallery
That fairly dusty nightfall, I was staring at the
alluring cumulus clouds with a fair amount of
cravings in my eyes.
Is it viable to feel those clouds?
Is it feasible to fly between them?
They were trifling, rushing hither and thither.
My optics were overwhelmed by the marvelous
scenario of those clouds.
I felt like attaching with them. Perceived like
they wanted to ascertain me their existence.
Desired to split their elation with me flipping
my misery. Wished to pamper me with their
intimacy.
That day I made them my sparkle, yearning to
feel them.
Nevertheless, turned up lightning and thundering.
Were they scuffling? (Hoped to be there)
Simultaneously, they swapped into small droplets
and began to plunged into me, warming my soul.
Yes they did!
"My wish was grasped"
