hug me like the Fog

In the Fog I feel embraced, should I twirl and turn
there is no danger in the Fog I am assured.

perhaps it is the peekapoo of it all…

the see me but don’t see me fully…

notice me but don’t come too close to notice the cracks…?!
but still hug me, always hug me like the fog…
care less about what was or what will be.

Notice how the Fog occupies every open space
without the worry of yesterday’s rainfall or tomorrow’s rainbow.

2 thoughts on “hug me like the Fog

  1. waaw. You are amazing! After reading this I will take ME time and treat myself with selflove!
    thank you for sharing this.

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