I feel untouched by love
It's what the clouds are made of
Gliding through, I come out the other side
Puffy eyes watch as I go on to explore the sky,
Collecting droplets in my hair.
A pillowy bed by night, from which I watch the stars
Burned away by daybreak.
I have sinews that keep my bones in my skin
And my eyes in my head
Love is just water, truthfully.
And my hair is wet
It will dry with the wind as I fly.
About the Creator
hi :) I write short stories and poetry about emotions, experiences, and interactions with the universe, others, and nature!
Most my stories are fictional, but some are my real life experiences as I remember them.