8 June 2012

A milky haze swallows me As the mist rolls across the field I raise my arms, as if to embrace And to the clouds I yield

The air is cool and bitter It carries the smell of sea I cannot see that far ahead The world is mist and me

I wish that I could freeze this moment This moment of being alone The only soul alive in the world Just me in this creamy tone

Just me In this world Alone.

NomAlone In The Mist • Opuss № I