Foggy Night Gloomy

It’s foggy outside.
Misty. You can feel it.
It’s beautiful. I hope it rains.
I hope it pours.
There is such a still calm.
Like a boat docked at bay
Or like sleeping with your love.
It feels as if the world can stop and breathe.
Wouldn’t that be nice?
We need more days like this.
They sure don’t come around often.
Hey, sweetie. Come to bed.
I’m kind of cold,
And I want to tell you something.