Cloud: A Poem

Moving across the mountains, you are like a cloud
Beautiful and breathtaking, but dwindling and vanishing.

One moment, you are with me
The next, you are gone.

One moment, you are mine
The next, you are a memory.

So before you finally disappear,
let me spill out my secrets to you:
You bear the whole sky with a drop of your smile
For reasons untold, you fill me in with a rainbow of delight.

You are beautiful and breathtaking
But love, you are dwindling, vanishing…leaving.

So my dearest,
Au revoir