We Sit in a Raincloud

We float above the desert
our tears bring new life
and water to the wasteland
our laughs are like the thunder
Her eyes reflect the moonlight
and it's...
bright.
Like the lightning.

And we watch the ground below us
the glow of her smile coaxes out
the life that must exist in the wasteland
And the flowers quietly bloom
the animals come out of their caves
and they play, and are
happy

Of course, this couldn't last forever
she can only be happy for so long
and I swear, the moment her smile faded
the new life faded with it.
And the masterpiece that was laid out before us
is once again a blank canvas.