The cloud and the brush it was painted with
Held in her gentle hand
Colors and canvases, bruises and bandages
Quietly creep through her head
The cloud and the brush it was painted with
Detail in her every stroke
Manner and mystery, silence and symphony
No doubt that everyone knows
She really cares for me
The cloud and the brush it was painted with
Set in the still, open sky
Heartache and harmony, caution and certainty
She watches fields fly by
The cloud and the brush it was painted with
Permanence settled in place
Blessings and butterflies, coolness and compromise
Show in the smile on her face
She really cares for me
How long is the day where blue skies reign?
Endless embrace by the light of day
Planted in print, where wind won't whirl us away
The cloud and the brush it was painted with
Sealed in acrylic craft
Perfect and parallel, outstretched and overwhelmed
She'll never notice time pass