Elucidating Questions

The fog smells like the ocean

The smell of winter keeps creeping in

Just a breath away

One sudden cold snap

Something to convince these green things that it is time to go to sleep

I miss the ocean when I can’t smell it

I miss the mist when I see it and realise I didn’t before

Just like fog

The chilly creeping sensation

The hand on the back of my head

He told me

You feel like it,

But you’ll get up

And that means something

Always aware of the moment when I need them most

Sometimes I plead and the response is a sound

No

Sometimes I think of you just before the song starts and I wonder

It just makes the strange less strange when it happens too much

So it’s more like strange normality.

Boom boom

My heart just beats for him I feel the friction.

I’ve been with you thinking of you wishing you well silently

I miss you