OUT OF THE SWIRLING MIST…!

OUT OF THE SWIRLING MIST…!

Dreary day coming to a close,

Covered with drizzly mist…

He felt the sensation of eider down

And next of being kissed!

Someone just beyond his reach’

Yet was holding  him close…

He could feel a shapely form

Could be a ghost?

He was not frightened

Of this hidden love…

He desired then to see

Whose hand was in the glove.

When he tried to catch her form

The specter faded away…

Perhaps if he hadn’t wished to see

They’d be together this very day!

–Jonathan Caswell

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