A poem by Nancy Fijan

London Fog

Quietly rolling in, his mist spreads all around

calmly covering every inch –

raring will and racing heart

forging a mystifying bond

felt evermore.

Alluring charm floats

in the sweet air

of trance,

slow seconds pass

like long winter hours

and warm summer days.

Soft sheathe, he soothes

a forgotten soul,

tenderly wrapping

her consumed mind.

Veiling secluded trysts

for two,

brave hearts

staring deeply

into freedom’s bliss.

Unclouded certainty

without words

transcends an ocean,

and all before.

Lifting them inevitably,

revealing love’s trust –

finely respected treasures,

holding each other and their own.