I Saw You in the Clouds(Nov 8th, 2016 at 08:55:26 PM)
I saw you in the clouds today. I saw your hair, billowing outward like dry ice sublimating in the sky or the thick-whipped fog of a waterfall's constant crash-landing. I saw your body in the slopes and swirls of the layered mist, spanning the length of my vision into the pink-orange remnants of daylight. I saw you in the clouds where they puffed out their chests daring to face the sun head-on like the in-step drifting of a hundred thousand young soldiers ready to take the yellow miasma of the sun and bayonet it into pristine strips of light until it has form enough to be beautiful. I saw you in the clouds the other day: balled-up hands on your cheeks and jaw, eyes open, head tilted, and letting an occasional smirk break crumbles into the sculpture-stare of your day-dream gazing. When interrupted, you drift back down from the upper atmosphere not fully reaching the surface, and your body, until well after a conversation has started. I saw you in the clouds today and I smiled.