Clouds 2 you

		...memory keeps  recurring transfer  to path where we are flying 2 clouds back to south I see it  even with open eyes... the memory clogged above the wounds, and that alternative life`s houses..., reflected now as boxes of thousand expectation and woes ... forgive the broken  promises, hope for rejuvenation; lousy? falling tears will be transmuted into success, the waterfall of applauses