Painted clouds
across a sky
I sit and dream
with contemplation
I write what unfolds
as stillness lies
what we share
is left unknown
spread far and wide
Painted clouds
across a sky
I sit and dream
with contemplation
I write what unfolds
as stillness lies
what we share
is left unknown
spread far and wide
The Tears are Golden
for they never fall,
remain here, still nevermore.
The love we share,
chooses to leave us
and yet remains
something we can change.