Humid summer air drags as my lungs
Force it to move, it tastes almost stale
Like stagnate water
I feel the life around me
Pulsating, vibrating wriggling
Buzzing and I am acutely aware of my surroundings
A regular group of people
Pooling together
In a social pond, everyone’s fishing
I’m not.
I see you
And every move you make
Every time your cheeks pull back
And your lovely smiles shine through
The cloud of normal life
Every time you reach down to embrace
To say hi
You slow down the pace of my day
Of my life, as I take in, slowly
Such a fleeting thing.