Cloudwalkers

Like the floating pillows of the air

Your touch teases the passion in my hair

Without ever binding

You and I agree

That true love of each other

Is to let our hearts soar

side by side free

And as the melting of the skies

slip from early to late

It was such a simple destiny

A bruised violet heartbeat made

Peering through the open window

Of the hole in my heart

You took the time

To reach inside

And weed out the thorns of the dark

You were not vain

Nor a boastful talker

You stole my heart by waiting

When you danced with my dreams

And we became ...Cloudwalkers

©belladora

The 24" x 30" acrylic painting above is an original titled "Cloudwalkers" by Belladora

It comes complete with a copy of the poem "Cloudwalkers"

on parchment paper and autographed by Belladora. SOLD

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