Fog

I only need to think of you and
love rolls back in towards my shore
as a fog so impenetrable it covers
every inch of air that surrounds me.
Breathing becomes a grueling task.
My heart becomes a weighty object.
Your voice sounds in my ears perfect
flawless as the mist collects on my skin.
Love everlasting stand on this shore for all time.

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Written by Julia Mist D’June ~ November 2010