Misty Vision
Surround us with fog
an enveloping grey cocoon
blurring the razored rainbow
with velvety silver dew
Tenderly shear our glistening wool
Thick, billowy, and warm
skein together a soft
cloak of distant, aching hearts
Quietly whisper in misty clouds
echoes of gracious antiquity
laughter of children
erase our divide
to the touch
of one open hand.
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