Angry Cloud

Just like that angry cloud that 

demonstrates lividness 

And mountain fails to stop her, 

you wrap yourself 

with azure of doubts 

And don't permit me 

to drape my arms 

on your shoulder. 

Yes, Oh! My inamorata, 

drop your cloudy anger, 

come near to me 

And 

let me be 

the mountain 

to staunch 

the flow of reluctance 

And produce a rain of love.