Geography Lesson in Love
by Tanja Cilia

Cloud is candyfloss... candyfloss is my thoughts of you...
On stratus cloud nine when you call me...
Under a pileus cloud when you don't
Altocumulus, altostratus, billows, cirrostratus,
Words that flow like cumulonimbus, mellifluously
From the text; as 'I love you' surges from your lips
Ten thousand times but not enough.
Visible masses; condensed droplets; frozen crystals.
Congealed tears. Homogenised sorrows.
Suspended in the atmosphere.
And our love rises higher and higher,
Contrail spiral on the horizon is our future...
The orographic silver lining is our love.
Cumulus; a 'heap' of good weather.
Aristophanes; patron goddesses of idle fellows
Cirrus means 'curl of hair' like the one that falls
Over your eye with a life of its own.
mammatus-nimbus-orographic-stratocumulus.
My head in the clouds when I think of you.
I love you.

Copyright © 2007 Tanja Cilia. All rights reserved.

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