Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Ice fog

I hear you faintly
calling my name
through the ice fog
that blinds the city
leaving slick streets
and no visibility
I feel blind
and cannot find you
as the fog bears down
on the words you feel
like you are shouting
but they fall deaf
and to the ground
frozen in time
never to reach me
for once the fog lifts
you will disappear with it
leaving me longing
and shivering for you again.

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