Description: some say that my head is in the clouds, but how could it not be when the clouds in my dreams are outlined by the lines of your smile and filled with the notes formed through echo of your laugh. I will happily find peace here for as long as you let me.

cloud

with you I feel all of my senses.

laying on freshly cut grass,

entangled in each other’s arms...

in a silence,

only interrupted by the rhythmic drum of our heartbeats

reaching through our compressed chests

like a call and response.

I feel no thoughts,

just the weight of every decision-

good or bad, big or small-

that led me to this moment

where I am lucky to be with you

to experience you,

to watch you grow.

It is a weight I will mold into

an easel and canvas

to paint a sign

that alerts my younger self

dreaming of this present, their future,

that we wouldn’t change a thing.

Because now we are in awe of how the soft, wispiness of your curls

forms the blueprint for the outline of the clouds above

when my eyes focus close.

And how your eyes must have taught

the sun how to emit warmth

for your radiance far transcends

the waves any star could make.

thank you for choosing me

each yesterday and today.