morning fog
sweet remembrances
of being cuddled in your arms
alive & moving slowly into this world
how sweet your lips upon mine
how warm your body feels next to me
the morning fog paints a sweet picture
of you and i against the world
we live as we do because it is our birth right
and no one can take that away from us
i love you with all that i am
and do not call to mind the bad parts
they exist but are blurred next to the reality
of all the good times we have
i am so fortune to have you honey
here i the fog
on a quiet morning wrapped in your arms
watching the day progress
and our world grow
Spirits 180806 2/1999
the fogs rolls in
silent to claim it's place
in this night
i look out at it
wonder at the world it covers
and i love it
Spirits 172050 2/1999

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