Challenge
Rainy days and hazy gazes;
Use the title as a prompt. Poetry and prose entries welcome.
Summer rain
Raindrops strum the strings of my heart
As I burn with desire, a lot!
In this weather so soaked
Why is my passion so stoked?
When the drops beat their percussion
How long can yearnings stay in remission?
Will my soul find peace, or not?
When I burn with a desire so hot.
In this weather so soaked
Why is my passion so stoked?