You are the cloud
speaking to me in changing forms
against the blue,words
of love letters
Wet raindrops,your fingers
run down my temple slopes
and I, a green leaf
of white water Lillies
sway!.!.!.with your
light little strums--
--gently rock me
to the slow glide
of a dance
Far near horizon
froths of a river,sparks of glitter
call me on a ride,
to valley of sunlit dreams
High from the caress
of soft lights in your pearl prisms
I stay breathing
your kisses in the rainWww@QuestionHome@Com