“If clouds did not move how could we see the sun?”

You broke my skin and seeped into my soul.

I fell in love with copies of an original I lost long ago.

I let go so long ago. I fear I have forgotten how to hold on.

I am still looking for a soft heart in the eyes of a someone. A wild and innocent soul. Always breathless to take in a new horizon. Someone who is waiting to drive into the night and wants me to join them.

In this wilderness, Mankind is the animal I fear.

I know how our fingers would interlace. Like this and that. Delicate yet determined. As porcelain scales in serene movements. Iridescent in ways our thoughts could not convey. How beautifully we are made in the ways we trace out along soft skins the words that linger within us.

Eternity is vague. Let me fill in the blanks with you.

All this time I have been masquerading as a soul complete.

Under the shadow of your skin, I find ancient secrets. They are now the truths I crave.

The days of life pass away like clouds, so do good while you are alive.

The summer clouds: reminded me of the summers of 1940s when the world was naive.

The wind is bringing the cloud to swim.

One day, we should have a book of clouds in action.

Rumor starts as a timid thing, But soon it covers the earth, and its voices ring, While its feet walk the ground and its head is above the clouds.

Rumor starts as a timid thing, But soon it covers the earth, and its voices ring, While its feet walk the ground and its head is above the clouds.

How sweet to be a Cloud. Floating in the Blue!

All Birds find shelter during a rain. But Eagle avoids rain by flying above the Clouds. Problems are common, but attitude makes the difference!