THE FOG
THE FOG
If,
The fog of your
Sweet remembrances
Grow more thicker,
You may perhaps crush down
My dream flowers.
But,
Your eyelashes may grow Wider By that soft touch ;
At a time,
The fog may start grow thinner !
Your eyes dew may
Settle on the petals !
Then,
Who the bloody hell cares !
To hell with
smoking causes cancer !
Let the fog grow more thicker !