Midnight fog makes familiar streets turn
In unexpected ways,
Streetlights lamp intersections,
That you can't see across,
Trees wandering off the sidewalk,
Sudden spirits scampering,
And stampeding in the headlights.
Lost on my way home,
In this ghost ocean,
I only know you when I'm near you,
Reassured by your moist kiss.
2 comments:
very nice
Beautiful poem.
Lily
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