Platonic Love

when I stand there

staring at the sky

I feel I am conducting

a concert

and that.

the changing colors

of the sky

is my orchestra

the exchange

of energy

between the sky

and me is

symbiotic

the interplay of

colors of the sky

and my emotions

has synchronicity

when I feel cosy

the sky feels like

a star studded blanket

when I feel philosophical

the sky feels like

a container

that envelops

my soul

when I feel sad

It feels like

a warm hug

when I feel Inspired

the sky feels like

a palette of colors

that I can

dip my hands in

and splash all over

the canvass

in my imagination

when I am love-lorn

the sky whistles at me

whispers in my ears

and invites me to

just lay there

In its embrace

as It’s arms

wrap around me

the sky is

always there

for me

comforting me

inspiring me

cuddling with me

we. are in a

platonic relationship