So softly I

heard your ghosted laugh,

A reminder of all the memories

that have past,

I wondered bare foot through

the woods,

Your words ringing quite clearly

“babe you just can’t love me, I’m such damaged goods,

The mist it curled

around my feet,

Tendrils curling up my legs

and with a shadowed iciness it did greet,

I carried on with thoughts of you out into the clearing

towards the shore,

And suddenly I realized I

don’t need you any more,

It was always in my mind

as my hearts a whirlwind you couldn’t touch,

The mist releases your ghosted laugh

makes me smile so very much….

 

.x.