kisses&clouds

i.
your hand.
fitting mine perfectly,
a biological jigsaw puzzle,
aye.
though i'm still cold, compared to you.
warm me up?


ii.
unresistable face,
soft skin,
gentle hands.
innocent smile?
mmhm, not quite.
not quite.

but that's alright by me.


iii.
watch the trees.
they're dying again,
going out with a bang,
exploding with colors that fireworks
can't even compete with.
not even close.
but they are so pretty,
hiding those
ugly
grey
pregnant clouds from our line of sight,
because vivid leaves know
that they are so much prettier.
absolutely gorgeous.
but they choose to not overcome every season,
or else a quick dash of sweetness would become too common,
and would be worth nothing once again.
as the sky.


iv.
kisses.
from you,
and from the raindrops.
thank you.