My Cloud

I dream this night
And think of the day
When a fluffy cloud
Made the world less gray.

On this day when
The birds refused to sing,
It helped ease the pain,
And quell its sting.

I lost my cares
In a sea of white,
A skyward mountain
Bathed in heavenly light.

So kind and inviting
It seemed to me,
That I was released
And my soul set free.

To fly amongst
Its cushioned mass,
To enjoy its beauty
More with every pass.

I snuggled in
Its warm embrace,
And into my pillow
I pressed my face.

And for a while
I felt pure bliss,
My lips caressed
In a heavenly kiss.

And at this time
The world stood still
As the dust atop
A window sill.

Yet I was always aware
It could not last,
As times of joy
Always go by too fast.

And I was saddened
By its westward flight,
Which eventually carried
My friend out of sight.

Back into my body
My soul was returned,
Though not empty handed
To love I had learned.

And to this day
I still look towards the sky,
In the hopes of seeing,
My friend by and by.

But I do not see
The cloud I once knew,
Although I do see others
In numbers not too few.

Maybe one day,
I'll see it again,
My feelings rekindled
By a love, a friend.