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Sep 2015
When l inhale,
there is something inside me,
growing like a garden flower,
the sweet air l breath,
its spreading over the ribs,
the fresh air feels like Eden,
 maybe its love ,
  sprinkled from your inner  heart  to  my  being.

When  i inhale,
there is a place l feel  like  l am in,
full of beautiful dreams and visions ,
cant u hear the lovely songs l feel ,
l have already  started to walk  ahead  of my dreams,
giving pleasure to every lovely vision,
flying without win
 maybe its your heart
a place of my imagination .

When l inhale,
l feel like you were there to gimme breath,
holding my ribs when l breath out,
feeling  the soft  touch of your hands,
and your kisses  on  my  neck,
being  my inhaler  when l am suffocating,
     making my dream complete,
     thus you sitting  on my  lap to eternity.
Aldreen Takudzwa Munyoro
Written by
Aldreen Takudzwa Munyoro  27/M/Zimbabwe
(27/M/Zimbabwe)   
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