In the mist she is hidden from the world;
She is surrounded by its glorious wonder.
It is a fog so thick she can hold it in her hands,
And feel it caress and drift through her fingers.
She stands on a pier, lost in her thoughts.
In the silence she can feel the calm wash over her,
Enveloping her senses as she closes her eyes.
Her heart is aching for what she cannot see,
A future that is just past her fingertip's reach.
Her heart aches when she thinks of him.
It warms her soul and heats her blood
As his name is whispered across her lips.
The fog could be his hands touching her shivering skin.
They share sweet secrets full of passion and lust.
She remembers the hours of soft whispers
And the desperate desire that never seems to fade.
She craves his arms around her.
His demanding hands claim every inch of her body
As his hot breath and soft words soothe her
In the darkness of night.
She is lost in him like she is lost in the mist.
She opens her eyes as a slow smile plays on her lips.
What they share is a love story as old as time…
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