Impromptu

i was crying in a cradle she was inside i was out out in a cradle on a cloudless day one would say Cielo Azul (but that name takes me to another place to another face) back in the cradle outside from inside she thought she heard screaming running outside from inside to the cradle not able to discern why the crying looking inside the cradle outside looking down she found me looking up looking up laughing endlessly at a Cielo Azur or to her a Cielo Blu a drunkenless epiphany not even she could see or say what i saw was it god was it life's meaning or was it you our future fruit filled meeting blue haired Diosa