The skies blushed,
For the clouds were crazy.
A crazy lover for a crazy lady.
Watching them frolic by,
Sing her love not she did,
But just a goodbye.
A deliberated sigh.
The clouds darted,
As they flew by.
Waiting for those words,
She never cried.
And weep did they,
Those clouds now dark.
For love that never sparked,
Never finding it's start.
And so it continued,
A cycle of waiting.
Such long hesitation,
With breathes bated.
Nervous and shaken,
Those lovers untaken.
And yet silence prevailed,
As away they sailed.
Lovers inside,
But not tonight.
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Often confusing
PoetrySecond part to a muses musings because wattpad has a story limit. . . I mean an enthralling book of stories
