28.02.2015
The aroma of the
wet soil filled the air, adding pleasure to the midnight with its chills. The unseasonal drizzles on the last day of the love month, had some emotions with
it. The rains seemed the longing and pain of the Sky for its love, Earth.
Together they are but miles apart. The cry of the Sky, Earth absorbed. The air
held the intensity of love after they mated with the help of rains. Sky poured
all the longing and love, and Earth took that all in her. Before the Sun could
heat her up, he told how much he loved her.
Love doesn't only
mean to stay together. Like a drop of the Sky’s longing, on my way searching
for my Earth.
