Misty Woman Poem by bob gormley

Misty Woman



Just a woman in the mist,
Secretly meeting, with a twist...

She is only sun in the morning dew,
But if I could only see her all day through...

Why is she so hard to see? ,
Yet I want to walk with her constantly...

Oh mist, come to life and be with me...

R. Gormley
(circa 2010)

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