#exhalation
I was a journey of tracks leading to a
vacant lot. Never were my
wheels meant to traverse more than
when they stagnated soundless.
But then you found the embers still
smouldering ever so serene.
Not looking like they needed a breath
to give life to an ending that was certain.
You put your exhalation upon the tracks,
warming the rust of sorrow away.
Where the haunting memories lingered, you gave
them the means to move past the forest of loneliness.
There was no voyage worth a singular motion,
but you showed me the mist wasn't forever.
And together we tracked old tracks cutting deep,
together we healed ever route yesterdays fading.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC
I never took the moments
as if they were momentary
singular
finite.
.
.
You were my breath I
never knew how to
take one with out you..
Unison in inhalation,
exhalation
of each others moments.
But I know that with every
breath that your there
with me.
I 'll always look at you,
as time is transfixed on
our breathes,
and I know that when
I exhale there is whispered moments
that will say "I love you,
even though not heard by others,
these words always escape our lips.
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC
She is every reaction of my
thought.
A reflection of my every
movement.
My sight is only for her,
never upon
another's bust.
My heart couldn't beat,
without her in my veins..
She is my breath my exhalation.
My forever moments
that never fade only make me breath deeper.
Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC