Nube Blanco

remember when i
was a cloud in your 
sky i would hold
my breath trying
to turn as blue
as you while trying

to express and stress
to you that my 
white beard cloud
could never turn back
to black that i
could never rain

again but that i
would never let
the wind blow
me away for i
am the cloud
in your sky
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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