cloudslide

Clouds slide,
glide
through instrumentals
played
by wind and light
upon
strings of
metaphors.
Music
carves
paths
through
chords
that find their way through
the dream of a human sunset.
Audiences
applaud
chasing starlight
through
the beams of an afternoon
filled with the
waltz of
chords
climbing
stairs through
the soul of a smile.
Clouds slide,
glide,
through dreams
that chase
the sound of an audience waiting to breathe
into an abstract afternoon of reverie;
cloudsliding
upon the wings of a transparent dragonfly.