| Today I saw the kind of sky
that wraps around you like a cold blanket with the kind of breeze that doesn't move and the cold air that holds you close, while within your blanket or within your jacket you stare up at the grayest clouds while they whisk across the sky like dandelions's tufts slowly on the river, and as the cold cool air cools you to the bone, there's just a tiny bit of what feels like a slice of heaven, and you wish that your arms were wrapped around somebody else; like what you feel, and you love it. --- |