City Mist

silent steps

are faintly heard

in the corridors

of abandoned buildings

was it my choice

was it a dream

on a dark long night

you can read my eyes

yet my mind

is obscure

even for me

touch my face

little snowflakes

turn to waterdrops

bitter water

on the lips

white is the color

white is the sound

bless it

let it shine

let it fill the world

feel the mist

of the city streets

touch this

water web

entwining

filling

soft hiss of cars

rolling past the

window

love and hate

are mute in this

water world

the flame

is cold

a candle

melts and dies

before the dawn

this day

seems something

special

yet

nothing

but a few more hours

dream of the sunlight

dream

in peace

forget the days

forget the pale faces

dream

these silent steps

will never

wake you