Creeping Breath

Swirling whorls

hiding you

white infinity

biding time

watchful sun

blinded by

epic beauty

shrouding mysteries

echoes of

lost mornings

in the

warm embrace

of dewy

droplets creeping

over streets

overflowing with

joy and

caffeine, remembering

clear skies

werent magical

as the

rolling cluds

gracing ground

with silence.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

for ashes mist. Guess where I got the title from!

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