Gloomy clouds,
Dull and heavy of sadness-
I look at them
And dream of the moon
Beyond the clouds-
It smiles at you
Like I would smile
If you were here.

Clouds of tears
Hanging in the sky
As the memory's spider hangs
On the sticky cobweb
Of past loves.
I look at them and dream
That our love will never
Descend to earth.

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