Return
Standing on my balcony
Awaiting your return
off in the distance
one little cloud floats
like a pink feather
from some giant flamingo
Return to me lover
I will share the secret
that the sky is the sea
and the clouds are
the souls of happy ships
My love come to me
as the sky turns orange-red
off towards New Orleans
because I love you so
I am on cloud nine
and I am floating
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2016
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