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My Air is my...OWN

You're the ill within my stomach

The numb within my leg

The C-clamp that squeezes

My brain...

You see,

I don't have to vision your

Presence to know that you

Are here

I feel you everywhere

And you roam about like

The irritation of an itch

Within my skin

Go away! I beg of you

As I say with a silence

In hopes of you grasping

Rapidly the urgency to comprehend

My position

The space between Us

Isn't far enough

In distance

And the toxic in your

Oxygen is suffocating me

So,Please please!

Just give me many seconds

To breathe

The air that is my Own

The air that brings

Forth such refreshment

Like,Citrus and lavender

Vanilla,a little cinnamon

Splashed with a bit of

Almond and yes some Honey

Allow me a moment to take in

The air that's  familiar

To me

My Oxygen

I know to be

The Home within

Me...

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robbyn-r-isowesly
American
Published
May 25, 2013
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