Lovers by E. Thor Carlson
Brume
brumous apparition
dwindling across my faze
quizzical lover of no consequence
interrupt me in mist
silken me in nightly pass
enter upon my dream phase
lock into vapors twist
quintessential musings
roar in foggy haze
never to consummate
my long lost lover’s gaze
MindRetrofit7 
Brilliant, you captured the piece wonderfully.
As well as taking me on a little journey. Lovely.
Thank you Benjamin! Yay! It spun a short tale… funny the word “brume” really triggered all kinds of images. It is a great word.
love imagery!