Her breaths gathered apace, trembled
her undulations in their confines
are of a truly- great-motherly cosmos.
She ripples on the waves and leaves
her edicts come from her nomadic travels.
He held his breath purposely
it was deep and heavy
almost measured as if, not to breathe.
He was trying to hold onto her breath
restrain it in perpetuity for all eternity.
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