A Vapor

A Vapor

A Vapor,
A Humid Warmth to one side,
Buzzing in one ear,
Ringing in another.

I have a story.
Do you care to hear?

I will linger
In your shadows,
The brightness at their edges
Further obscuring their depths.

I have a story.
Do you care to hear?

Can you feel my warmth,
Gently encircling,
Tickling your ear?
Is the vapor cloying?

I have a story.
Do you care to hear?

A Heavy, Humid, August Heat,
I cannot steal your breath,
Not forgotten as I am
In the dark periphery.

But I have a story.
Do you care to hear?

Should I press forward,
A foggy form from the gloom?
Would you see me clear?
Or would I burn away?

I have a story.
Do you care to hear?

May 26, 2017

 

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