Forgetfulness
Thick, white, penetrating fog;
humidity suspended in space and time.
You go away, and although it fences, you are already distant,
little drops merge with your body.
I don't try to stop you,
because you chose your road;
the fog is my allied one
to approach me to the forgetfulness.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2011
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