imagine

their staring at the clouds. lying down on the newly cut grass. a fox sunbathing. for a long time, it's silent. no wind, no noise at all. they looked down and saw. then blue eyes lying next to them. reached out. holding them close. a wolf's strength. keeping them safe. nothing could make the fox, the wolf leave one another. the clouds drifted into rain. they sniffed the air, grinning. Then the clouds blew away softly, leaving it cold. they shuttered. blue eyes kept them warm. sharing the heat. they both talked without words. a secret language. the eyes told more feeling than any. they both gave affection, sleeping in each other's arms. time gave way and they grew up. different paths yet standing beside each other. a pinky swear. now live 2 with both the fox and wolf mixed. both watch them in the grass, remembering. taken way back. yet the clouds looked the same. but there was noise.