Where the fog holds all of our secrets
Where the scrape of your pants against the pavement
Become a constant reminder that you are right beside me
On this path, into the abyss
The fog whispers our words into the distance
And releases our sorrows
There is no fear
Just haze, looming above a line less night sky
No face in front of me
No soul behind you
Just you
Beside me
Me
Within you
I can't see too far in front of me
I'm leaving everything else behind me
Only once I glance
To know that I will not miss any of it
My grip on your sleeve
Loosening and tightening with each switch of my foot
Where we go
We do not know, but
As long as I can hear your
Presence, and feel your
Essence
My secret soul will be at peace
Walking with you
Breathing in you
Being me
In you
The dew on our skin
Dripping from the limp leaves
Saturates our color
We bleed into the city
We become our city
Take me in your hands and never let me go
Put your heart here
Or there and I'll carry it wherever I go
Come here...
And just walk with me
5 comments:
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talking to yourself? unclear target? ==> who is that person in your mind? (by chance the answer might begin with the comments to my last post)
I'm speaking of a distance lover, one who is.. gone at the moment.
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