Your Eyes

Your eyes,

The mirrors to my soul.

I held your glance,

and fell into a deep trance.

I saw my years,

Rolled into one.

I saw my dreams,

The ones I never knew I had.

Your eyes,

The mirrors to my soul.

I fell into them,

The deepest sea.

I drowned.

A ship that was your tounge,

Rescued me.

Your teeth, the able hands.

Your eyes,

The mirrors to my soul.

The never ending sky.

Cloudy.

The brightest blue,

The darkest black.

The greatest sky.

Your eyes.

Rain

My heart is melting,

Like ice cream on a sunny afternoon.

Dripping slowly to the floor.

God isn't here now,

He's busy with his show.

He's making the clouds cry.

I saw God's show.

My life reflects on the rivers,

The rivers the tears fill.

A dazzling noisy light show.

The clouds are born actors,

Could they be any more natural?

Aeroplane Blues

Cotton clouds,

Raindrops,

Fall on your window,

Your thick air tight window.

Suddenly you stop noticing.

Fear creeps up slowly.

Too soon for landing,

You wonder what's happening.

Too afraid to think.

Down you go.

Seat belts rattle.

You're startled.

Yellow masks fall from the sky.

Everyone starts to panic.

You wear your mask,

You breathe heavily.

Suddenly you stop living.

It all went by in a flash.

Nothing more, it's over.

How fast, it all went by.

The Clouds of Flight

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