Party Clouds

Purple Clouds swaying at dusk As if hugging tightly my longing that doesn't want to be separated from the desire to have YOU There is a longing and love similar to that of a clove cigarette lover who smokes cornhusk Unbearable longing is like a cloud that is ready to spew its longing over the earth and that is YOU The sun was already dim and leaving only a dim light Smiling shyly the moon grinned at the horizon Everything goes according to spaceflight Indeed, all have their respective roles, but different in love like the water that never stops flowing in the Amazon River Clouds are still clouds even though reincarnating and returning from steam to water, they are still clouds and it is the same as my growing love Oxygen, although never seen, still has a meaning and role similar to love, which is never seen but real Everything looks beautiful with the knick-knacks hereinabove The witness of that beauty is the atmosphere that still protects that beauty in real All are enjoyed All believed and displayed Kota Bambu Selatan. March 6th,2023 @11: 32 PM (GMT +7) ©Ayatullah Nurjati @poemhunter.com