Unspoken

Foggy Memory

Walking was I along the coast
Looked this place a little remote
Then I saw her standing by a fence
Vision unclear fog too dense.

Walked did she towards me and say
"Thy shall be my saviour, I lost my way"
Hesitant was I and yet said yes
Torn a little was her dress

Curiosity grew, I needed to know
" Whats wrong with your dress? Why is it torn", did I ask.
"Thy need no worry, I fell from far, nothing hurt not even a scar"

Walked did we a little long.
She said thats it, this is where she leaves
I was shocked to see she was on a edge of cliff
I asked her if she's sure, this isn't a place to stroll
"This is where I had fallen, right down to the very bottom"
She looked at me and smiled
"You are different, Go on Traveller"