Repent from your addiction,
So we can develop a relationship like clouds
Intertwined with the blue sky;
A relationship of which I can be proud.

Clouds float high above,
Formations of water that practically hug
The sky-ocean that hovers over this planet;
I wish we were like that, snug.

I have known little of you
Over these erratic years;
I have known little love
But many explosive fears.

Please, please, I know that you are weak,
And I know that you are tired;
But your small acts of love
Are so wholesomely desired.

I want more from you,
Want to give you much more;
It's a painful feeling that
Comes from deep in my core.