Tagged: breath
every moment, a
this is a riding-
this is a riding-
through-the-woods
bike, built using the
motor-and-
snowmobile money,
replacing the swapped-
for-a-guitar, riding-
through-the-woods
bike i imagine
you saying this
all in one-and-a-
half breaths, or
finishing a little
out of breath. but
instead, you say
no other bike is the
same – it’s mint
.
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i know it complicates
i know it complicates
matters for me to love
you anyways. at the rate
of love and death,
another midnight
bath will not
simplify the equation
.
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the moment before the
the moment before the
moment quickens the
pulse like no
other, steals an
increasing fraction
of every next
breath, so
that we are one-
eighth, one-sixth,
a quarter
breathless,
stretching and stirring
only atoms, admiring
the space between until
there is deliciously
no space between
.
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we are all a soft
a fracture of a
a fracture of a
breath away – the thought of you
and the winter storm
.
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y
when you are asleep,
when you are asleep,
the seconds rise and fall beneath
an arm around your
waist. you are the waves, pulling
me towards morning’s shores
.
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