Muted hearts and cotton candy skies, awaiting the sweet summer rain in the silence of midnight whispers, to shout before the sunset ends.
Maybe we could talk about dreams, goals, life, or causes you fight for, or how you sleep the frustrations away—but you're a cat.
Waves of time tugged the souls where the heavens awaits them, as they sing by the drums and the trumpets of the sea.
But its dreams died in the heavens, along with its leaves perishing by the wild winds, to lay asleep forever.
Charcoal forts of tall clouds on the horizon, a star awaits the day.
Dark clouds, where have you been?
Peek behind the curtains of my soul and desire my violent rainstorms, dance under the flashes of the lightnings and adore the dangers of my love.