Fog

http://edgeofthewest.wordpress.com/2008/10/26/there-never-was-such-a-fog/

The night was beautiful, until the fog rolled in to cover the vision, a dreamscape unannounced;  Fog, a low lying humid droplet of water blanketing the earth like a snake combing the ground for prey.

Slithering, sneaking around

underlying danger, waiting, not a sound

Turning to cold droplets, after a warm night’s breath 

 tears, a faint pulse, then quiet, quiet death