foggs lonelyness
Ssht for there comes
the pulling mist again
enduring and strong
excisting to fill me
with it's own breath.
Never seen this
rumbling coming so close.
Before me the
untransparent air
reveals to be like an
extenuating sheath
and the whispering
from this emptyness
seeks a friend so
desperate in it's longing
Before dawn makes
everything else alive
the living in me
is touched with a zest
of a foggs lonelyness..
the pulling mist again
enduring and strong
excisting to fill me
with it's own breath.
Never seen this
rumbling coming so close.
Before me the
untransparent air
reveals to be like an
extenuating sheath
and the whispering
from this emptyness
seeks a friend so
desperate in it's longing
Before dawn makes
everything else alive
the living in me
is touched with a zest
of a foggs lonelyness..
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: lady lazarus | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 februari 2005 | ||
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