She used to be a cloud
stretched endlessly
aimlessly
so the people below
would never know the sun.
Every now and then
she mustered up the strength
to rain.
Silent tears
slipped from her
incorporeal eyes.
And the people below
bowed their heads.
And only spoke of the sun
in legends and whispers.

twinkling lights
fall playfully onto snow
pink noses and angel breath
clouds i can swallow
frozen toes
and lips so close
we might as well be sharing my scarf
same coat
i wouldn't mind
but you already knew that
our hands in your pockets
fingers interlocked perfectly
this is what they were made for
i can't help but think
what would it be like for two hearts
to beat as one
if i could swallow you like a pill...
...just ask me and i will.
maybe i'd like to die here
as frozen angels in solemn prayer
we speak only
in the air we share

I've spent
years of tears
and now I'm broke.
But, my darling,
it's not worth so much
if it cost you all that anyway.

What is it you want?
Absent-mindedly pick them
to better decide.