Write me messages
Won\'t you?
To the clouds is where I\'ll look
Scrawl with the puffs of wind
You use as your pen
Shape your initials in the sky
Text me as I walk by looking up
Code me your advice
In the form of dotted lines
Wake me with mackerel scales
And send the weeping rain
With nimbus
Send me a cumulus of your thoughts
And a mare\'s tail
As a day\'s goodbye