Giving up

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