The Dream In the Sky
In this dark and gloomy room,
staring out the window to the bright
and mysterious moon. The winking
stars in the sky, so conceited, above
the slow and gentle clouds floating
by. I close my eyes, and dream of her
and I, in the sky, on those slow and
gentle clouds, swiftly, gently floating
by. Holding hands, I hold her tight,
for the fear of her falling from the
sky. But if she were to slip, I would
bet she'd fly on wings of meditation,
like the angel I know of her to be. But
on the clouds we quietly lay, gazing
up upon that bright moon. I look at
her, thinking to myself. "You are so
beautiful. I wish we could lay here
forever." She looks at me, I softly
say, "I love you." Then, she
disappears.. I awaken to a tear
running down my face. I look back
out the window to that bright and
mysterious moon.. But, it's gone
now. Big, puffy, gray clouds cover it..
Then, it starts to rain.
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