Roof Thoughts – Poem of the Week


I like to stand on the roof so that I can be that much closer to the clouds that like to slowly drift towards me to say goodnight.

I like to look up at the sky every night to be escorted to bed by the path of shooting stars.

I like to lay by the open window so that I can feel the wind’s chilly breath caress my face before I close my eyes.

I like many things.

But I will never like anything more than you.

You are the only cloud in my sky.

You are the brightest star in my life.

You are my oxygen.

You are mine.

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