mist (08-04-08)

08-04-08 mist it was said that on that day there was mist that rolled in from nowhere and covered ones path both coming and going but they knew better they knew time had been given to them as a gift as an apology for years lost in between a safe harbor of rolled smoke across the sky to shelter bitter tears being kissed away and touches that tore at the heart one last time a grey and bumpy veil across the firmament to hide the sadness of time that would simply just not last and when skin became cloth hands become gloves and the first kiss ebbed to the last they disappeared from one another forever it was said there was mist that day but they knew better for the sky that covered them stole a grain of time from the thief of ages and presented it to their hearts guarded in bleeding hands the sky it rolled earthward alighted to cover them cascading like ink in water that day the sky bowed down and touched its lips to the ground in humility of the imperfection in sorrow for the finality and in awe of the beauty of love