When we run into each other one day Should our souls stop being clouds hanging in the night sky hoping that the moonlight will thread our glances Should we just let clouds rain right in front us to wash days and nights of dreaming each other without each other Or should we just let clouds crystallize into snowflakes showering the reflection of our passion in perfect form of transparency Or we simply evaporate into clouds totally give each other up the world we are so used to Enter into a sky with no one else' dust |