:『”I Pined for a Cloud”』
“I Pined for a Cloud”
I pined for a cloud
to hold it,
to know its
tiniest sound.
I fretted
for my inability
to fly high
all I did was sigh.
I still pined
for you, my cloud,
wondered about
your heart, its sound.
But I fretted again,
Longing all over again.
Then one after the latter.
I, such a pauper.













