I Spoke To a Cloud
once I spoke to cloud in a violet dream
asking if the raindrops were petals that flowers shed
when tears were to be cried when a love so bright grew
dark and died, violet turned to red,
oh my Love she is so perfect I said
in every way her everything is like unto those fields unseen
where Heaven turns the darkness green like paradise
on a movie screen, in a cloud in a perfect dream
I felt your hand reach through this mist as though my lips to touch
with just a sigh that you had cried
violet red turned dark and died,
in every way we are you said
kissing the raindrops the tears I shed
were as the Sea reaching for a moonbeam
I spoke to a cloud in a violet dream~
Poetry by jesse
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Written on 2007-02-10 at 19:05
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