such clouds are these
which fly above
and in them
do I see my love
in each grey curl
and empty space
smiles down the aspect
of her face
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such clouds are these
which fly above
and in them
do I see my love
in each grey curl
and empty space
smiles down the aspect
of her face
the blighters rock 
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Love this. But I may be biased because you were the one who made me look up the title word back when, and I, of course, am obsessed with clouds. 🤍
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