Saturday, February 16, 2013

Breathe.

Oh how quickly they leave me
they are nomads
resting with me
for just a few
short
breaths.

"Breathe with me longer"
I gasp.
But they have
no more
to give
me.

So I sit alone
breaths shallow
the air leaving me
as quickly
as it
arrived.

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