Fog

Photo/Poem 1 Minute 
  As the fog retreated 
  from its sloppy kiss
 the mojo dance returned aflutter.
 
 He wrapped his arm around
 her neck,
 and whispered
 "you’re the only one."
 
 She thought:
 "I know,"
 and tilted her head
 towards his
 in silence.

Published by davestankowicz

Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Besides writing and photography Dave hosts two weekly radio shows - Palm Wine Radio. As D.J. Zachariah, he plays African music on Monday mornings from 10:30 - Noon at WMPG.org. He is also the host of a Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores the ECM Record catalogue and can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence) He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.

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