Cloud Talk

When normal people walk towards the moonlight,
Soft slow music does not come on as their shadows are being cast behind
You make things a tad different
You elicit a sandstorm in my mind each time your eyes flicker
The pursing of your lips cause a tingling whistling of Mozart in my inner ear
You’re a white friendly cloud, the type that shields people from too much sun
I, on the other hand, am a mean dark evil one, I bring down the rains
You’re the stable point in my earthquake-ravaged heart
I can never finish a poem about you
You, my 5pm-about-to-set-sun
My lightning volume rain of thundering perfection
I could never finish a…

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