July Clouds

I see July clouds
hiding the sunshine
of your face.

I crave to find
where you still live
Behind those tears
of once naughty eyes.

I die to moist
those lips left dry
Where love stories
used to hide in smiles.

I see July clouds
hiding the sunshine
of your face.

Why fingers clutch
when you sit quiet
Let me in once
where you cannot hide.

Why those feet stop
to step outside
Hold my hands once
when you can’t decide.

Let July clouds rain
and make that sunshine
return again.