Mist


Mist is a question

wondering if it should let go

and let the world be sunny

enveloping the wet land

in a little blanket

of damp air,

and if you breathe deep

you can smell the soaked air

and a tinge of the season you're in.

Mist is always wondering

if it should rise up

and let the world be free

of its fog.

 

EverlastingWaves

VT

15 years old

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    skin pulled taut and tight
    burning like the light
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