Mist Love

 

Those love mist,love themselves.

Like love, mist befool us.

Like life, its hazy and

makes you crazy.

We love to befool us in love

Mist is disturbance to transperancy,

sometimes creates a state of urgency.

Sometimes its an eye pleaser,

but at times a real teaser.

Its lifelike for many reasons,

sometimes it ignore seasons.

Like a girl with core of fantasies,

indifferent to world with its fancies.

It fascinates us with its beauty,

as an envelope to creativity.

You lost and found in mist,

rejoice with thump

and jump.

Mist love is must,

like a thrust.

Its like a love at first sight,

with that insight.

I now stop myself to write.

I am ready for flight.