A Conversation With A Cloud

22 Aug

Today I had a conversation with the clouds.
It was as if pillows were placed across the dusk sky to put the sun to rest.
They crashed together forming pictures to tell a story.
The suns fluorescent rays bounced off the cotton stroked edges.
Battling against the night that crept behind.
The stars acted like bullets, shooting the sun down the horizon of the sea.
The tales that were told were anything but boring.
And as I slithered through each city with a stranger navigating my way.
I grew forgetful of the concrete traps and more thankful for this beautiful day.


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