• Foggy mountains

    The mountains rise sharp and magnificent Serene and harsh at the same time Pearly fog wraps around the peaks A veil against a harsh world Sounds cannot be heard distinctly A snapped branch is muffled As a young man makes his way To meet in the stony circle A young couple meets The fog hiding them From the world beyond They hold and cling Knowing this is their final meeting Their final day to make things right I love you more than any other They whisper to each other But I know it is time to go We cannot remain And we will always part Never to set eye on…