In My Consequent Orbit

In the consequent orbit

I wish to be a cloud

A cloud in my coterminous life

Flying up the sky

Wandering everywhere I go.

To be the closest to the vast sky

The sky with no bounds

I'll be there like the nomadic clouds

Shifting in Brownian motion.

I wish to be the clouds depicting my emotions and be a melancholic one.

Like I'll be showering hard, rolling in the earth

When I'll be wistfully morose.

I'll be shining high up the sky like in cotton balls

When euphoria will be there.

The Sun will be at its brightest ecstasy.

As the Sun is always there

I know you will be there too

Like a planet nesting in an orbit.

Like you are my infinite celestial sphere.

I'll be the nebula

Roving around your vault of heaven.