When The Clouds Chose To Drift...
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the sky was overcast
and any moment
it may unleash
needles of rain drops
we were on a recliner
in that circular verandah
wiping the sweat off the brow
for some reason
the clouds decided to
drift with the wind
and the sky turned
plain and forlorn
i casually looked into your eyes
and saw the reflection of the
thick dark clouds floating on
the skies of the whites of your eyes
ready to burst...
no, i didn't ask you the reason
but held your hand firm
and assumed the form of a piece of earth
all ready to absorb the gush of rain...
16oct2009
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