THE CLOUDS ARE GATHERING

Like kids rushing out to play
The clouds are gathering
Pregnant with a Siamese twin of joy

The clouds are gathering
Like the tears of children missing their long-gone mom
With arms starving for an embrace

The clouds are gathering
Two hearts budding in readiness to bloom like a rose
Bees of love hovering in wait to suckle from the nectar

The clouds are gathering
Like blood clotting around a bruised heart
Let the rain pour and dissipate the ache

The clouds are gathering
Like a crowd of psychofans around a royalty.
Strings and horns, harps and cellos
Let the singing begin

(c) #Tee2emm
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