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Clouds
I stumble to the ground, a cluttered cloud
Of nameless nothings, never knowing you
Or of your ways that need to claim, too loud
To be ignored -- a cloudy, "now, we're through."
As clouds of illness cloud your perfect guise,
I offered comfort through your painful phase.
The threat of capture then escaped your eyes
To cloud the meaning of our last few days.
Descending clouds now swirl about my heart
That aches for you. I see and hear you near
In every clouded instant. As we part,
My sorrow's storms break, and my sad eyes tear.
Your loving, leaving, cuts me like a knife --
I love you, and I'll love you all my life.
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...by
the founder of PM Productions, Barry Parham.
First published by the diaTribe -
June 2001
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