wanting a huge stage
to display her excellence
for all the world's eyes

alas she cried
on getting a tiny platform
not too grand of size

When he is in a black mood
There is thunder and lightning

Sometimes he cries

When he is in a bright mood
There is sunshine and butterflies
It's dazzling and warm

My friend
He is beautiful and moody

My friend, the sky

Dainty hours
spent with her petal soft smile
lush exchanges
how her mouth makes words warm
delicate  moments
when our eyes held each other
little desolate
when hands separated
and time disconnected us
as it blindly does
without so much as an apology