My breaths to return in my lungs making me not hypoxic anymore. Like the desert that was somewhen a green ranch; Waiting for a desirous rain making it vernal again. Like some unfortunate land that has fallen for nature's gift of greenery that it never found out. I wait for you as if I'm waiting for a home to come walking to me. How do you wait for your loved one? #waitlike #simile #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
