“Fog” by Suzanne Deakins, H.W., M.

Fog covering the trees
swirling over the ground
reaching for the sky

How am I to find you?

Fog covering the stones
laying on top of our music
covering the sky and the stars

How am I to find you?

Fog blocking the future
swirling in and out of consciousness
laying on the path to find you

Reach me through the fog
touch the path we walk on
let the fog roll back

Join me I am sitting on the moon waiting

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