Hold up the Clouds

The clouds are so light, white and waxy. I want to quietly climb up to the sky and hold you in my arms. I'll give you a pink rag. You said softly: "From now on, you will be my sky. I am in your heart, in your soul, filling you." I then immersed myself in it, lowered my head, and raised my head. You are everywhere, and the clouds are everywhere. (The male and female protagonists are normal people, and the writing is about relaxed life. The author is a newbie, so please don't dislike it!) Concept: light clouds in the sky