fog

I can feel your thoughts of me
They linger with days and nights
Around my lips and beseech me
to call your name

I can smell your presence in the winter nights
when you try to heat up by some other, cold fires

Have no regrets,

Forgiven are all your attempts to forget me,
To replace me, to erase me,
You traveled for million years to find me
and Now when you did
the fear fogged your eyes

Have no regrets,

My thoughts will never give up flying
to linger around your lips
For months and years,
to beseech you
To call my name