Alone, they are a beauty;
Together-
An overwhelming force.
In patches, barely floating;
Combined-
A covalent bond.
The clouds, hover a reminder,
Of the beauty-
When two become one.
She gazes at them and wonders-
Can two hearts,
Produce an equal force.
The clouds together, ecstatic;
Two hearts- she knew not.
Day 1 of October Poetry writing month. Today’s prompt is Cloud. IMAGE CREDIT: Morgan Dragonwillow
