i cut out little fragments of my heart
i place them in the sky
the tiny pieces look like clouds to you
for me they float and fly ~
as shimmers, whispers, waves that ever spew
from eyes of light blue sky
a vast effect on that outer ether
to make the fumes of sigh
not much , a.d.o.
really thoughtful poem.Regards.
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