

the fog slowly moves in,
closing off the small corners of the world
not yet filled...
off to a far place
i hear a sound/
is it the wind
warning people of an oncoming storm?
no...
it is only the steady breathing
of you, loved one/
not moving your lips to speak
you assure me i'll be safe
so in your arms i'll stay
until the rain
has ceased.
karen chu (mom!)
i love your mom!
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