I wonder how ....
Think
celestiales,
once first obscured
by Spring's Clouds,
WaterBearing -
threatening?
I pray their Souls simply float upon
warm moist Clouds
protected, tranquil,
Dreamy ....
My Dream:
to lie upon a Cloud carpet,
bid good Day to Lady Luna,
as bittersweet jasmine,
NightShade's gardens
send up their charms ....
I shall swim
Cloud SkyLanes,
pray for a safe journey to
my Earthly Home,
as I be not a Celestial
I love no entity
as I love Clouds,
and the Lady's
charmed sardonic smile
impossible to enter Sweet Sleep,
so Words flow ....
