Medicine

Published May 26, 2020 by tindertender

I am an atom; you are like the countenance of the Sun for me.

I am a patient of Love, you are like medicine for me.

Without wings, without feathers, I fly about looking for you.

I have become a rose petal and you are like the wind for me.

Take me for a ride.

~ Rumi

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