Noiseless

1)

You are apparently
on your soft slippers
Quiet and noiseless
spreading about me
Your fluffy duvet.

Packages me
until I almost lost
I love your witchcraft
when the sun shines
you again to old memories.
A wisp of fog yesterday.

2)

The breeze from the sea
 on its soft slippers
quiet and noiseless
crawls up
and spreads about me
its fluffy duvet.

Packs me 
in the sunshine of memories
when lost to the witchcraft of the moment
I become
the wisp of fog from yesterday.