I lay on a building <br />so peaceful <br />so quite <br /> <br />The wind <br />blowing so lightly <br />calling me <br /> <br />The cloud <br />so soft <br />changing <br /> <br />From red, <br />all the way <br />to baby blue <br /> <br />Then it <br />disappear <br />leaving me <br /> <br />Please don't go <br />i beg <br />crying <br /> <br />Now only darkness <br />is left <br />filling me <br /> <br />A tear rolls <br />down my cheek <br />but wait... <br /> <br />There is a light <br />in the sky <br />and it brings more <br /> <br />So beautiful <br />'thank you cloud' <br />i whisper <br /> <br />For bringing <br />something more beautiful <br />than yourself <br /> <br />I stand up <br />to walk to <br />the edge <br /> <br />And look at the <br />Magnificent city <br />and breath <br /> <br />I am at peace <br />with myself <br />and god <br /> <br />I let go <br />and fall <br />so relaxed <br /> <br />And die <br />happily<br /><br />Ernesto Torres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clouds-119/
