50-WORDS
Mirage
Poetry
Published in
Jan 17, 2022
Staring at the twinkling twilight,
An oasis of memories engulfs me,
I blink the moisture clouding my eyes
To see a blanket of clouds hiding your smile.
I blink to see your outstretched hands,
then,
To see you engulfed by the fog
in the mountains at dawn.
All a mirage.
Based on illusions.
Thank you, Christine Graves, for this prompt.
Open to your suggestions!