Through The Fog


How the mountains peak–
lighthouses to the sun submerged.

The ocean cries to pine
pillars grasping a breath of land.

In a cull-de-sac, we exchange the image of verbs–
seagulls moving across a vibration of waves.

Each breath evaporates like commitment and love–
footsteps across a cobbled beach.

Fingerprints are observed in invisible light.