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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #1832912
The beautiful language of clouds
They turned into a Unicorn serene and pure
And a few minutes later they were more like a flower


Slowly changing forms and shapes like an imagination
Innovating shapes and colors of different combination


Floating across regardless of boundaries they immigrated
Making fun, teasing sometimes adulating those imitated


When the sun started to rest melting and fainting
They were illuminated like a life size painting


With deep colors of pink filled and purple silhouetted
Now they looked like an ice cream cone melted


But gliding across the sky these clouds weren’t alone
They were watched intently by two observers forlorn


Eyes focused skywards they saw figures reborn
But in their minds they wanted a world that was their own


Each hesitating and striving to break free and flow
Weren’t sure if what one wanted the other wanted also


Suddenly eyes shining they saw them taking a form unspoken
Now all the uncertainty was shaken and broken


Looking into each other’s eyes they knew it was a start
The clouds had vaporized the shape of a crimson heart
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