Foggy Image

If I could only set free,

From pain somehow release.

That shouting expression ease.

Yet I can never comfort thee,

Or behind that curtain see.

How am I then to smooth thy crease?

Unaware of how to please.

Thy magic still lingers upon me.

Dark winter night,

Under starlit sky.

Trying to spot thee,

Shining bright,

Such serenity spy

Pouring over me.