Oh yes. What better way to refresh one's self than to stop and watch some clouds. I was taking the kitchen scraps out to the compost when my eyes were drawn to the sky quite suddenly. It was a perfect blue sky, like the ones I used to see on television shows as a kid and thought that they were fake, or colored-in (I lived in Spokane, WA) but it turns out that they had been filmed on a bright California day just like today. A shade of blue both melting and crisp as a rogue sapphire.

A sky as waverly as a bluesy heart on a Wednesday. Blue!
My upper realm was filled with bright, fluffy Cumulus clouds putting on a super show in the middle of my busy day.
Clutching my compost pail, I watched, and that is when I saw them....
They were a heterosexual couple, facing each other so that I could see each of their distinct profiles. The woman was smiling and turned her head just so and I was able to see her devilish expression. The man had big wide shoulders and a large, glorious penis which began to rise slowly. Her arms opened wide to him and they both hovered for a moment, suspended in that perfect moment when the sky is charged with electricity between two lovers, but they have not yet touched...
Finally he just gushed to her welcoming roundness, and they slowly wrapped their arms around each other, she tilted her head slowly and they shared a long kiss. The fluffy white penis grew longer and the head began to frizzle and dissipate as he pushed it into the swirly place between her legs, which were quickly melting into his..... melting together, rotating in a sweet spiral, the last second before they completely became one cloud I could see the curve of her lips, the twinkle in her smile...
The clouds kept moving on, tumbling and promising a scrumptious day. I had a giggle, standing there with my now empty compost pail. The trash needs to go out and there are weeds to be pulled, and the list goes on. A deep breath. A sigh. Two thumbs up to Mother Nature herself for the smashing intermission.
Here's to really cool clouds...
Good (and naughty) thoughts,
Karen HB
Well, this may sound like cheap-dimestore-novel writing, but it really happened like this!
ReplyDeleteI loved that! Only through your eyes, my Dear....
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