Skygazing

When someone is your sky.

You are my sky;

Sometimes you are

sunshine on my pale skin,

birds chirping up high,

upside down sea.

Sometimes you can be

gray, sad, poruing rain,

scaring me with your storm,

lightning flashing in your eyes

and angered thunder in your voice.

Sometimes I find you

perfect white, endless.

cold to touch, distant.

snowing on my wounds.

i can't even see you.

Sometimes you will be

calm dark, fresh breeze,

stars giggling with the moon,

twilight on your cheeks.

Underneath your clouds I live.

Reviews

[Relic]

This to me is one of those reflective poems that end nice. The metaphors are pleasing and paint the picture of the subject well.

[Yahallo]

Thanks a lot!