Sky

prisms

herald

our

feelings

mixture

insecure

weeping

clouds

founded

on

sunlit

skies

the

sky

prism

sends

hope

to

all

including

us

Thinking

you

I

yearn

with

you

I

feel

away

I

long

not

I

ache

why

does

love

painfully

touch

hearts

Falling

crushed

long

lost

love

she

scooped

me

up

sterile

home

to

heal

now

you

your

dreams

your

plants

and

plans

breathe

in

me

pure

oxygen

to

prosper

The

quietest

of

night

bathes

us

in

dark

silence

rustling

sheets

herald

closeness

humid

breath

breaches

distance

warm

arms

encircle

me

dawns

light

breaks

like

small

waves

of

day