Morning Mist

our love was like the dew

our love was like the mist

it came in the dawn and left in the morning

even before we kissed



there was something

and there was nothing

it was a threshold of feeling




my love was at the door

i thought he would come in

but he left

he left without saying



he was like the dew

he was like the mist

he came in the dawn and left in the morning

even before we kissed