TWINKLE TOES

I thought I saw your footprints in a cloud
Casual puff of white
Dancing relentlessly on its own
Hovering to catch a glimpse of the beauty down below
Not close enough to touch and not too dense too break
They decorate the skies but do they move from state to state?
Clouds float so freely like your love for me
And now I’m watching them
Hoping for a sign
I could have sworn I saw you footprints in a cloud