Clouds

And when everyone’s gone,
I pull him close to me
as his tail swerves in all directions;
sinking into his fur,
his silken hair skims my tender skin
and I sigh,
relieved from my mind’s worries
and anxieties,
as I fall into the clouds of his
sanctuary of kindliness.

And then,
I’m running on clouds.

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©YOUNG POETS VIEW 2019

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