Where New Clouds Wait

I give you my pen You scent from roses A pink joint venture Our poems at minarets Lips at warm cups Fingers on strings Another road calls It's good-bye turn We will be in touch In souvenir archive You say yes Smile towards new time It's good we didn't Turn the tie a toothbrush You still paint the pen I the scent Stories you left My focus loves them In black loneliness My muscles relax Look at the larks Do they cling on Insipid togetherness Season after season? Roses of heartbeats Respond to rainbows I will be with you As long as we blossom When rains refuse shower You will go your way I mine Where new clouds wait 15 August, 2019 Choose Your Own Title, Vol 7 - Songs - Any Form Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh Prompt: We'll Sing In The Sunshine - Gale Garnett