Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Looking at you

Diffused colors through
Steamed glass
That I struggle to wipe

A bright spot through
Drizzling rain

A wisp of memory
Through misty fog

A clear, bright face
Outside my bubble
That i struggle to break

You are rain and water
In dreams i see you

Evanescent as summer drizzle
Mysterious as myst

Elusive as the dew
That disppears with first light

And yet as present
As the very air around me

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