Mist

Nature's kiss wakes up a little wet.

Cold damp cloak of silence

bristling with moisture heavy

dripping like a thawed petal

woken with the morning sun



Thins as time advances

night sinks

day peeks

colors and glory pop



Reaching for warm rays

that kiss dawns sweetness

drinking tenderly

dewy nectar glistens



Mist fades like bleached stains

tossed in the wash

loose change clinking 'round

cold damp cloaking the ground