when i am with you
the sky turns to shades
shades of affection and confusion.
when we hold hands and laugh till cheeks turn pink.
the skies dances and turns all orange with pink edges around it's core till it awaits to sink.
when we cry alone at nights remembering each other .
the skies turn pitch black waiting for lightening further.
when we go deep in our conversations and stable
the skies turn blue , a more settled with sparrows flying to places of no lable.
Oh honey , i ask you
why do we confuse the skies this much?
let it confuse, Storm out and then rain for love.
YOU ARE READING
Seven Visits to Heaven.
PoetryLet the mind turn the thoughts of another universe into words and sentences understood in this one.
