Those Clouds

 

Those Clouds

That block out the sun

Spit out rain

Sometimes spoil the fun,

Is that what

Takes over your eyes

When you’re sad

In that mood,

Oh Babe

If I could only

Part those clouds

Summon the sun,

Don’t listen to

That line of bullshit,

He only wants

To get you naked.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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