on another note

i like cloudy skies. i like cloudy skies more than sunny. on a hot day, the sun drifts behind a cloud and quenches my thirsty skin for a moment. i want just enough clouds so the sunset can strike an amber display of shooting rays... but not too much. i wouldn't be able to see the sun. the clouds give the sky depth and character. so i want just enough... not too much, not too little. i'm hard to please.

clouds reflect
in my eyes.
blurry and battered
in disguise.
my hiding place,
stored secrets
in a small space.
then, wind blows.
it forces my eyes
clear, and shows,
for only a moment,
a heart unhealed.
i fight to close it.
small secrets to savor,
until winds gust
in my favor.

i'm safe.