The clouds

The clouds rolling in remind me of you.

Because one monute the beauty is beyond compare

and the next it's so black i fear I've lost you for longer than I can stand.

I still hope the stars can break through and I can catch a glimpse of what you used to be.

Mysterious and wonderful I can't help but wonder if we were just a story

made up by young ones playing on a summers day.

Or a scholars dream to be more than just lost in the history of time.

For I hope what we had was real

and not just a figment of my imagination.

Please don't be like the clouds and roll away with the wind.....