The Dream In the Sky

In this dark and gloomy room, staring out the window to the bright and mysterious moon. The winking stars in the sky, so conceited, above the slow and gentle clouds floating by. I close my eyes, and dream of her and I, in the sky, on those slow and gentle clouds, swiftly, gently floating by. Holding hands, I hold her tight, for the fear of her falling from the sky. But if she were to slip, I would bet she'd fly on wings of meditation, like the angel I know of her to be. But on the clouds we quietly lay, gazing up upon that bright moon. I look at her, thinking to myself. "You are so beautiful. I wish we could lay here forever." She looks at me, I softly say, "I love you." Then, she disappears.. I awaken to a tear running down my face. I look back out the window to that bright and mysterious moon.. But, it's gone now. Big, puffy, gray clouds cover it.. Then, it starts to rain.