Love Me Like Fog

love me 

like the fog –

like the fog loves december –

for the winter gets blurry 

and it's hard to remember 

 

hold me 

like the fog – 

like the fog holds the town – 

although i may not see you 

let me know you're around 

 

run me 

like the fog – 

like the fog runs the hill – 

wait for me to collapse 

from the great northern chill 

 

then cut me 

like the wind 

slicing through the gray sky 

 

disappear with the fog 

with no merciful goodbye. 

 

 

GertietheGremlin

VT

15 years old

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