It’s a Fog
Konstantin Gropper
In winter's cold
My lover is among sylvan beasts
Naked, like my dream
Of falling down a well
Never wanted more
Than growing old in these arms
Fogland I have seen
And fogheart I have eaten
Tooth and nail
Bones and all
Fight all menace
And we will
Because we can
In summer heat
My lover's with the fish
And is mute
In bondage to the waters
That direct her fins
Tooth and nail
Bones and all
Fight all menace
And we will
Because we can