As The Mist Descends Poem by Leslie Alexis
As The Mist Descends
When morning lies misty around me
I think of the way the mist rises,
And descends again; so too I wish
Your spirit would descend - again.
And as the mist cools the grass,
I know your presence around me
Would cool my soul, so that
That dark nights, and fears frights
Would leave me, and my flaccid face
Would become plump again,
As my smile is restored
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
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