Thirsty
Posted by Brad Osborne on December 30, 2021 · 18 Comments
~~~
You have resurrected the man
Saved a parched and dying land
Watered my world with wishes
In the rainfall of your kisses
~~~
Withered heart left scorched
Burnt by every carried torch
Finds, in you, the last refuge
Hope found amidst your deluge
~~~
Though some cracks remain
You are my respite in refrain
For I am the droughted plain
And your love, my blessed rain
~~~
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
Very romantic in word and tone.
Thanks, sis! Love you!
salvation
Precisely. Thanks, Beth!
Ah yes, blessed rain is love. Very well said my friend!
Thank you, brother!
You’re welcome my brother!
a wonderful analogy of the rain and the droughted plain. I guess this poem was written in Spain… 🙂
Thanks, Jim! But it was written in English….😂
🤣
I not only like the words but the rhythm of this piece.
Thank you, Pete! I appreciate your feedback. Sometimes I wonder if anyone notices anything but the words.
Hopeful and profound. 🌸
Thanks, Isha! 🌹
I just plain liked it. Of course, I am always a sucker for rhymes.
That’s good. Thank you! I suck at prose.
This is so beautiful and romantic! 😍
Thank you, Kristian!