Mist

Creeping you come

slithering across the lapping shore,

a silent tide

promising the unknown.

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A shivering wall

what lies within,

what is the pearl

within your vaporous shell.

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Like a jealous child

you hoard the open ocean,

consuming sight,

and amplifying sounds.

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In isolation you are calming

yet when a sense is robbed,

the others enliven

sending shivers down the spine.

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In blindness you also inspire

a sense of adventure,

the imagination runs wild

when we can't see within.

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O Mist O Mist,

what promises do you keep,

but don't reveal what we seek

your beauty lies in your mystique.